I'm not a whore-Then I'll make you one...

Sighing for the umpteenth time, Arabella gripped the handle of the car door.

She heaved a breath, and let her hand slide down again.

She peered through the closed window and back at the driver, "Do you know when Sandro would be coming out?"

"That, I don't know." Mr. Rex said.

He lifted his gaze from his phone and turned to face Arabella, "I'm sure he'll be with us soon. But, you don't need to be afraid. I promised to keep you safe."

Arabella drew in a staggering breath and slouched in the seat.

She had been in the car for four hours.

As soon as they got to the middle of nowhere, that was the only description she could give to her location as what she could see was only the swaying of trees and nothing.

Sandro had walked into the dense forest. She didn't know where exactly he went but she was certain he stopped at the large house she could see from where she sat.

Aside from Sandro's disappearance, what bothers her the most was the middle of the road they were in.

She heard howls of wo