CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.

~~~~~~~Ayita~~~~~~~

The moment I entered my room, I locked my door and slumped on my bed in despair. Right now I was very scared, he was a priest and he ordered for someone to be killed? What kind of a person was he by the way?

A lot was going on in my mind, I wanted to call Arturo and tell him to be safe but I just noticed I left my phone downstairs.

Well going downstairs to take my phone was not going to cost anything right?

The minute I opened the door, his face came into view and I shivered before taking a step back.

“Zayn” I didn’t know when I called his name, right now he looked like a different person to me.

“Where are you going, flower?”

The way he spoke made me cringe, at that moment he just looked like a murderer to me.

“I thought you already left?” I asked him but he stepped closer and snaked his hand around my waist. My door was ajar but he didn’t care, he has never cared by the way.

“You want to get rid of me, bonita?”

The smirk on his face was creepy but why the hell w