Diana
I stood there, trying to comprehend fully, what he had just said.
It still sounded like some strange version of the language.
“I should…I’m sorry…I…” I couldn’t even keep my eyes straight and was blinking heavily, trying to make sure that I was in reality.
“I’m telling you to take this knife right now and stab me anywhere you think can kill me. If you succeed in killing me, you get everything. The house…all my gold, my wealth…everything.”
I looked at him like he was mad.
“And I won’t try to stop you,” he added as a cherry on top. “I won’t try to dodge or parry or whatever…”
There was something comfortable about the way he talked.
The confidence was chilling, downright creepy, and gave me even more reason to be scared of him.
But the possibilities…
As I reached out for the k
