And who gave you permission to speak!"My grasp on your long black hair tightens and i force you to your knees. Pulling your hair back you open your mo...th in a gasp and i simultaneously spit into it.Your eyes widen and you swallow.A painfull slap is delivered to your cheek turning your whole face red.I order you to stand at the wall, you know whats coming. With your hands outstretched, palms flat against the wall you lean back awaiting the cane.With all the force i can muster the cane is brought. 000 as a bonus, I almost told him to go to hell, then realised that with that sort of money I just might be able to give my little one some sort of life, so the deal was done.Over the next few of months they tried to operate on me, but every time they even attempted to touch my spine or open me up, my vital signs took a nose dive and I almost died, they could not even fuse my spine, the doctors thought it likely they might be able to do something in a few months when some of the trauma. “You are nothing but a nuisance, a useless mouth to feed.” Rumi snarled. Violet looked up her own eyes such a dark green they were nearly black. Somehow she calmed her panic and replied. “I am the Princess of this house; you are nothing but an attack dog. Father loves me, he merely finds you useful.” The truth wrapped up in that staggered her sister. “I don’t need to be loved. Love is a stupid illusion.” Rumi shot back quickly. “You need it. Everyone does.” Violet answered. Then in a more firm. Her hairframed her face in waves that looked both unkempt and perfectly placed.While her hair was angelic, her eyes were ice blue orbs, swimming inpools surrounded by a satanic black, accented by dark, perfectly curvedeyebrows and long, thick eyelashes. Her lips were full, dark burgundythat you could imagine rejecting a thousand desperate men. A ringpierced her septum, and a bar pierced her bottom lip.Envy's jet black hair was styled in a peter-panish pixie cut that evokedan ambiguous sexually..