Chapter Eleven.

Jaselle's POV

For f*ck sake, why is he hell bent on treating me like I am some sort of animal that he can bend to his every whim?

And for heaven's sake, how did he get to know that I had planned my escape tonight?

Does he have some sort of frigging surveillance cameras on me that I don't know of and can't see?

F*CK! I writted my teeth as these thoughts flooded my mind like an endless stream of water was flowing through it.

I was not just focused on my thoughts. I was busy trying to free myself from the chair I was strapped onto.

But of course, he had me fastened tight that I could barely move a muscle, not even my own two feet.

Regardless, I had to try. I would be stupid or maybe even a coward if I had not tried at the very least.

Just wait until I get out of here, I'll get you arrested by the police for kidnapping and attempted murder.

Attempted murder you would ask. But hey, why not?

Not like it'll do either of us any harm if I spiced things up a little to my advantage right?

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