Ch 20
Matilda Vaughn POV
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I clutch the knife in my fist which is still in my palm
But the edges doesn't feel sharp
I can stab him…
But I'm not sure the knife will even cut his flesh to hurt him
Maybe I can threaten to hurt him
But, he looks like the devil
Unaware of fear
“Johnny, get her some breakfast.
She's starving”
He orders to the man, the man who had handed me the phone
His name is Johnny.
Hendrick stares at me
I can feel his glare on me..
As I stand still, my back facing him
“Will be back in few minutes, King”
Johnny nods as he leaves
And the realization sinks in.
He will know about the call I just made…
“Looks like you need my belt instead of my hand, next time.
Right, Hilda?”
He walked towards me
With each step he took, it felt like my deat
