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My mind races through the past few days searching for something, anything that felt off, but I can’t think of a single thing. We’ve been… happy.
Silvan’s friend shifts his car into drive. Before we take off, he looks over at me. “How are you at following rules, Sophie?”
I lick my dry lips again. “I’d say pretty good.”
“Good. I like girls who can follow the rules. My rules are simple, and as long as you follow them, we’ll get along just fine.” His dark gaze locks with mine, a flicker of malice glinting in their otherwise empty-looking depths. “Don’t fight back. Don’tpiss me off. And don’t be a troublemaker.” He holds my gaze for a moment before digging in on that one. “I don’t like troublemakers.”
I have a feeling his bad side is a scary place to be, so I assure him, “Don’t worry. I’ll be a good little hostage.”
“Good.” He flashes me a charming smile that makes him look almost normal, then his expression goes blank, his attention shifts back to the road, and he cuts the wheel to pull away from the curb.
Chapter Thirty-nine
Sophie
After the longest hour of my life, we finally pull into a long gated driveway.
I’m relieved, honestly.
When he turned down this road, I started to get scared that this guy has been lying to me the whole time and he’s taking me somewhere to kill me. I don’t know why he would want to kill me, but I’m sure plenty of people about to be murdered have no idea why it’s going to happen.
The guy is wearing black leather gloves, for fuck’s sake. That strikes me as very murdery.
This road is also dropped in the middle of the woods with no streetlights and no other cars traveling it in either direction. The only light is from his headlights, and I haven’t seen another driveway in several miles.
Riddled with anxiety, I kept stealing looks over at him to see if some big villain reveal was coming, but he maintained his utter ambivalence toward me and didn’t even bother glancing over when I’m sure he could feel me staring.
I guess it wouldn’t have been a big reveal, honestly. The guy oozes villain vibes. He’s just not mine.
Poor Harley.
I guess she must be into that, though.
To each their own. If I had to wake up in bed next to him every day, the stress would kill me ifhedidn’t.
I expect for Silvan’s family house to be lit up with him inside, but the house is dark and cold. I only get a glimpse of the dark structure when the headlights hit it as we’re making our way down the driveway.
It definitely doesn’t look like anyone is home.
And I don’t see Silvan’s car…
Something isn’t right.
Fear creeps down my spine all over again and makes me ice cold. I regret my outfit choice as gooseflesh erupts across my skin and so much of it is uncovered.
“You’re sure Silvan’s here?” I ask uneasily, watching as we drive past the house. The unease grows when he continues past the driveway, down a dirt path toward the woods.
Oh my god.
I cannot disappear into the woods with this man. I will never come back out.
“Um, I think… I have to pee,” I lie, grasping desperately for some reason to get out of the car. On instinct, I pull on the chain trying to break free, but it’s useless.
“We’re almost there,” he murmurs, watching the path ahead as the lane narrows.
We aredriving into the woods.
I’m going to die.
