Chapter 42 Rescue

|LEILA CROSS|

I discovered his name. Martin Corx.

He has a beautiful name but his heart and soul are pure evil. He doesn't deserve to be praised. I'm disgusted to even think of one.

"Why are you doing this? Just because of power?" I scoff but cough when his grip on my neck tightens.

I did everything I could to stop his plan on me and I escaped in his hands but I just found myself being pinned on the wall, his hands on my poor neck.

That's when I realize where we are. We are at some cell and I supposed we're inside his dungeon. I became his prisoner and I don't like the slightest idea that I am the one that he really needs. Just because he wants my blood power.

"You don't have any idea how I wanted your blood power. So shut up!" I grimace and shut my eyes off when his saliva flies right at my face.

So disgusting!