86| Martyr

BALIA

Blinding pain rippled through my whole body and I cried out, sliding to the ground.

Diablo was standing before me before I could make another move. He picked me up from the floor, his fingers wrapped tightly around my throat as he glared at me. If glares could kill, I would have been dead by now.

My breathing was uneven and I had started to palpitate. I could feel all the air leave my lungs as he sent a punch into my guts.

"Argh!" I cried out, eyes wide as I tried to get a hold of myself. But it was hard. He was punching hard and I was filled with so much crippling fear.

My baby!

He must have seen the look in my eyes because he smiled wickedly and looked down at my belly. "My child, huh?"

"Y-yes," I coughed out, tasting blood in my mouth. What blood vessel had he broken for me to feel blood in my mouth? My head swam. "It is your child."

"It's annoying that you think I am stupid enough not to know the game you play. I do not know what it takes for a woman to get pr