His facial features were strongly cut, and his dark brows perfectly aligned with his symmetrical beauty. His eyes were deep and dark, while his teeth are white as the purest cloud. Through the gaps of the muzzle I see his teeth were perfectly sized to his soft looking lips. His dark hair were millions of curly and thick strands that fell perfectly around his face. His beauty almost made him trustworthy, but the sadistic smile kept my mind away from asking him for more help. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." His compliment more cunning than comforting. I let out a nervous laugh, and the thought of having him help me now seems more dangerous than staying. "I like you too. You just have to promise me...that we won't kill each other. We are a team, meaning we help each other." "I will protect you from everything, Angel." He says through a firm voice. His tone switch catches me off guard, and a shiver crawls down my spine. He's my key to survival, or my quick road to death. At the moment, he's my only option. "Okay...I need you to try and get these chains off. Can you do it?" I turn my back toward him, flashing my chained hands. I feel and hear him turn, before his fingers snake around the hand cuffs. Occasionally I feel his skin brush against mine, but I didn't have the luxury of pulling away. "Angel...I think we need a key to get out of these." He says after pulling his hands away. I let out a groan and my head falls back onto the wall. "Fucking shit...we are gonna die." "Not if I protect you." He says warmly. "Remember, I promised you that I would protect you." "That was very nice of you but I don't know how we are going to get out of this."