"Well, aren't you a pretty little thing?" I shivered at his words as he circled me, his lust filled eyes roaming my small figure as he stopped in front of me, forcing me to hold his gaze. "What's your name?" he asked softly, as if it were a secret that only we would share. I stood there quiet, finding it hard to use my voice as I held my breath. His lip twitched as he reached out, clutching my face harshly. "Speak when you're fucking spoken to," he growled angrily, suddenly losing his quirky demeanor as he waited for my answer. "J...Jolee," I stammered shakily and he grinned, removing his hand from my face slowly, no doubt having left a bruise. "See, that wasn't so hard now was it?" he chuckled as I whimpered, finding him more than just terrifying, but also intriguing. "I believe you'll have to come with me, princess. It seems your companion took a pretty hard hit there, and I do not think they'll recover." he taunted, knowing very well he was the one who ended my friend's life.

Author's Note: hey guys! New story haha please let me know what you think. This story will be a lot darker and more sexual than the previous. Anyways feedback and votes are appreciated! ♡