Layla's POV:
After seeing me, the man's lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.
"Ms. Pattinson, please save me!"
He struggled hard against his restraints, but to no avail. I could only imagine this was making his wounds worse.
He wanted to say something else, but Carl had already walked over and stuffed his mouth.
The man stared at me with wide eyes, as if he could eat me alive.
Orlando slowly turned around, his handsome face cold.
Fear surged through me, and as I instinctively stepped backward, he seized my wrist.
"He's begging you to save him, did you hear that?"
He wrapped his arms around me from behind and yanked my head around, forcing me to face the bloodied man.
Orlando's voice dropped to a dark whisper, sinister as a demon from the depths of hell.
"Do you want to save him?"
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