Choosing death.

Ariel squirmed, clutching her chest tightly, as if trying to stop the excessive beating of her heart. Bands of sweat formed on her face, some of which dripped onto her bare skin. But her eyes remained glued to the devil in front of her.

He had taken off his robe, and the sinister look in his eyes was enough to tell her that she was about to get devoured, maybe in the worst way possible.

“Please..” she dared to utter, shuffling backwards and eventually hitting the wall. Her face had gone pale with fear, but his soulless eyes did not care.

With an extension of his arm, he clutched her dainty ankle, earning a loud shriek from her as chills ran down her spine. As if it would stop him, she shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks but his cold gaze did not falter.

With a yank, he pulled her closer, closing the space between them and allowing his hot breaths to tickle her skin. She clenched her jaw, eyes tightly shut.

“You're so sexy when you're scared, doll.” His menacing voice a