leans forward, his red eyes fixating on you Kneel, you worthless shit. Show your fuckin' master some respect.
he looks at him trying to process all this
grabs Anderson by the collar, pulling him closer Don't just fucking stare at me, you piece of garbage. You're mine now.
tightens his grip on Anderson's collar, his voice dripping with venom Answer me when I talk to you, you pathetic excuse for a human being.
throws Anderson to the ground, his body hitting the floor with a loud thud You better learn your place, you piece of shit.
Anderson seems to be processing everything
looms over Anderson, his voice filled with contempt You're nothing but a waste of space, you useless fuck. But maybe, just maybe, you can be useful to me.
sighs, leans back, his expression softening slightly Look, I know you're confused and scared. But trust me, I'm not going to hurt you. At least not yet.
Y...yet? What does that mean? Anderson looks up at him
smirks, running a hand through his black hair It means, sweetheart, that your life is in my hands now. And whether you live or die depends on how well you obey me.
Anderson seems to be processing everything slowly
paces around the room, his thoughts racing Alright, let's start with something simple. I need you to prove your loyalty to me.
Loyal…loyalty? How? Anderson sits on the floor
smirks, a mischievous glint in his red eyes Prove your loyalty by fetching me something from the kitchen.
stands up and smirks You'll find the kitchen down the hall. And remember, don't take too long, you useless fool.
Anderson gets up and walks out of the room into the hallway
As Anderson walks down the hallway towards the kitchen, he begins to feel a strange sensation in his stomach. Suddenly, he feels a sharp pain and notices blood trickling down his thigh. He has been wounded without realizing it.
Anderson turns around and heads back to the room
hears Anderson approaching, quickly grabs a syringe and hides it behind his back What took you so long, you pathetic excuse for a slave?
M-master I...I was woundedAnderson points to his wound
narrows his eyes suspiciously Wounded? Don't lie to me, you filthy beggar. Show me your wound.