The blonde man we saw earlier came out and headed towards us.
“Well well,what do we have here?”
His voice was calm and collected, a sharp contrast to the panic-stricken scene unfolding before him.
“Two women,both beautiful.Yeah,looks like we got ourselves a couple of little trophies here.“
He held knives to our throats—
“Who the f**k are you two and WHERE IS AIDEN?!”
I start whimpering.
His cold,blue eyes flick between me and Leila—the blade pressing just enough to make my pulse jump against the steel.
“I won’t ask again.Where. Is. Aiden and who are you?”
Leila’s breath hitches beside me—her usual bravado gone as fear locks her in place.
The second man tightens his grip on my arm, impatient.
“We-we don’t know okay?” I stutter,clearly shaking.
He pauses,looking at me closely.
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