Aliyah’s p.o.v
“I warned you, I was clear, any man that touched you has to die correctly,” I nodded, walking towards me slowly. I sized her up properly now.
“You seem to be avoiding me, I had to seek help from someone else.” I taunted my voice dripping with seduction.
I have to play my cards right to get him to relax for me, then I strike at the mask. When he least expects it, I pull at it, reveal his face, use the knife to fight my way out of here and Michelle is safe. And I will never step my foot into this club again.
Simple.
“Help?” His skeleton mask shifted slightly.
I smiled, maintaining just one inch away from him. “Yes, help with my itch.”
“Where is this itch,” his hoarse voice rang out but his eyes never left mine. Still holding his gaze, my hand travelled slowly throwing
