Set free

Chapter 12 Amelia POV

My knee throbbed too much to keep running, the fear was paralyzing. It was also doing something else to me, something I was refusing to acknowledge or dissect right now. But my panties were wet again, and my n*pples were stiff beneath the loose fabric. Backing up into the tree, my hand trembled as I held the knife out. My eyes roamed the area consistently, but not once had I seen him. I felt him close by though, knew his eyes were on me. I could feel them burning my skin. Those thick lashes and piercing eyes, his dark eyebrows drawn down as he watched me playing with that lip ring. That was how I pictured him anyway, and it was that image that made goosebumps erupt on my skin.

" Angel "I heard from directly to the side of me, his voice low and full of danger. Spinning around, I slashed the knife through the air, not really seeing or looking where I was aiming it or if I was aiming it in the right direction. A hand gripped my wrist tightly and that was when I focused. His eyes were not just on me, they were ablaze with what looked like delight. And what I knew to be lust, I had seen it many times directed at me. Men trying to gain daddy's favor through me. I may not be experienced, but I was not naive. He let out a low dangerous laugh that rumbled from his chest.

Then he pushed me back again, so my back was once again against the tree.

" Caught you little Bunny" he breathed, his eyes went up to the knife in my hand that was above my head gripped in the hand he had pinned there by my wrist. His other hand went up, and he placed his hand around mine, gripping the handle with me.

His eyes flicked back to mine. " Let go angel" he ordered.

I shook my head, tightening my grip. " You'll kill me ", I whimpered.

He laughed and shook his head slowly from side to side slightly. His grin was pure evil. " If I wanted you dead right now, Angel, you would be. You are still of use to me alive ..... for now " he tagged on his head, tilting slightly like what he had just said was funny and not terrifying. His hand gripped my wrist tighter before his thumb moved and pressed against a spot on the underside of my wrist. I felt my grip loosen on the handle and snapped my eyes up to look at it. He pressed harder, and I gasped as I felt immense pressure before my grip loosened more, and he used that to his advantage to slip the knife out of my hand.

He chuckled as I looked at him in shock. Now his hand that was on my wrist let go, but not far away he started to slowly stroke his fingers down my arm. The other hand that had gripped the knife over my hand spun the knife so he had a better, and then he placed it at my throat. The sharp pointed edge pricked lightly at my skin, making me gasp, and my eyes round in fear. His other hand still lazily traveled down and along my shoulder, he stepped closer to me so that there was hardly any space left at all and when the roaming hand got near my throat, he dropped the knife and replaced it with his hand around my neck, not tight, but tight enough to show who was in charge here. Then he dropped his hand with the knife by his side. I didn't like that, didn't like I now couldn't see it given his hand stopped me from being able to look down.

" Now Angel care to explain to me what it is you are doing ? " He asked.

I licked my lips and looked down in the direction of the knife, it was taking all of my attention. At any moment, he could plunge it into my stomach. " Angel, eyes on me "he snapped. I looked up at him. " Good girl, now tell me, what is it you were doing ? " He knew what I was doing that was obvious, but he wanted me to say it. My training kicked in. " Displeasing people will make you an issue for them, become too much of a problem, and they will get rid of you. Be obedient " words of the teachers rattled again through my mind.

Lying and saying I was out for a walk with a knife would one be obvious and two displease him when he saw straight through that lie. Telling the truth would also displease him, but then again he had not locked the door, he left it open. I was conflicted about how to answer. But in the end, truth won out.

" I was looking for a way to escape " I admitted.

He hummed and looked down, that when I felt the sharp point of the knife on my thigh, not digging in just there. He looked up at me , his eyes blazing like they had been in the bedroom.

" Let me save you some time, angel "he said, as the sharp point slowly started gliding up my thigh, making my pulse jump and my heart speed up more. I feared any faster it would cause damage. "There is no escape off of this island, one way on one way off and that is by plane. Now in all your fancy school reports, nowhere did it say you were taught how to fly a plane. You are stuck here; nowhere to go Angel" the knife glided higher. Raising the baggy shirt that barley covered my thighs, I felt my breath stutter. He was watching me like a hawk, not missing a thing, and he didn't miss that either. The smile on his face turned to a smirk and tipped his lips up on one side of his mouth.

" You are mine for me to do as I please, your future mine to dictate. Your life is literally in the palm of my hand " his hand flexed on my throat, emphasizing his words.

He leaned forward, his lips by my ear. " Don't try to run from me bunny, I am the worst kind of predator you could come across " The knife glided higher until the cool metal slid along my soaked panties. I shuddered against the tree, and he let out a low groan.

" The angel of the underworld doesn't seem so prim and proper now, does she ? " He mused.