A sly grin spread across Haris’s face. “Bianca, who would even know I’m committing a crime here? Even if I were to toss you into the sea right now, people would just assume you disappeared without a trace. I brought you here tonight, and I’m not planning to let you go easily!”
Bianca looked at Haris with fear in her eyes. “Why are you doing this?”
Haris placed the knife on the table next to the sofa, a cold smirk on his face as he stared back at her. “It’s about taking money from someone and doing what they want. But I didn’t enjoy being intimate with an ugly woman. After I’m done with you, I’ll find someone else.”
He had always been annoyed that he hadn’t had the opportunity to be with Bianca before.
“Just do what I say, and it will be easier for you. If not, I can’t guarantee I won’t hurt you!” Haris reached out and pulled at Bianca’s clothes.