Allison's POV:
I swallowed hard, my eyes widening with horror as I grasped the gravity of the situation. I realized that my very life depended on obeying him, a chilling realization that sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't believe it. I had no idea what he meant or what I was expected to do.
"What... what?" I stammered in disbelief.
"Sit down." he commanded, pointing sternly at the chair across the table.
"No, I don't..." I began to protest.
"Sit. Down." he reiterated, his tone sharp and forceful, causing my heart to race.
With a resentful glance at him, I reluctantly walked over to the chair and took a seat. As I settled into it, I couldn't help but got really low. The table was now at eye level, and Jacob rested his elbow on the armrest, curled his index finger, and propped his
