"On the contrary, I think you're here to end my life. Still, the fact that you've said so much to me proves that I'm wrong—you're not here to kill me, which means Darius needs something from me. That's why he hasn't given the order to kill me … yet. Of course, there's also the possibility of being genuinely kind and wanting to give me another chance," Winston said.

Edward raised an eyebrow and scoffed, shaking his head as he said, "I've always thought you were smart; I even considered you a rival of equal standing. Now, I see that I was too naive. You don't deserve to be my equal!" His tone was matter-of-fact. It was as if he were only stating the truth.

This got on Winston's nerves. He ignored the pain and shot to his feet as he stared at Edward in disbelief. Though he didn't say a word, Edward could tell what he was thinking—Edward wasn't there to end his life or force him to side with Darius. There was nothing Edward wanted for him, or rather, they could easily get whatever they wa