Engaged to the Heartless Heartbreaker ✔

Chapter 56 - The Ring

Dylan smiled at me in a devilish way while he pressed more the sharp portion of the knife in my throat. I stretched my throat out and controlled myself not to move even a bit for I was aware that one wrong move that I would make, I would have my throat cut.

Dylan's face was sweating this time, even his arms, and probably his whole body. It was because the room was too hot. There was no aircon or even a fan in there. I felt I was sweating, too, a lot. With the stressful situation, it wasn't questionable why sweat and tears just kept on coming out from me.

"But before I do that, let's have a game first, Thea Ruiz," he whispered again and it caused goosebumps everywhere my body.

Game? What kind of game? What was he going to do?

He finally pulled out the knife from my throat and I was back to breathing again.

"You've always been a delicious treat... I want to taste you," he said.

I jerked when he placed the tip of the knife under my blouse in my stomach. For a second, I thought he was going to thrust it there in my belly. I closed again my eyes. I felt like I was passing out any moment from now.

Then, unexpectedly, with the use of his sharp weapon, he ripped open my blouse all the way from the bottom to the top of it. However, ripping my blouse completely open was in vain because my neckline was hard enough to tear. In irritation, Dylan settled on top of me, cornering my body with his knees and legs. Putting the knife on my side, he ripped open the neckline with his bare hands.

I moaned out now. He couldn't do this to me! No!

He held the sides of my face with his hands as he bent his face to me. "I really come to find you... I've been searching for you everywhere."

He moved on top of me and brought his mouth close to my face. His breathing reached my nose and I almost died of the disgusting smell coming from his mouth.

Oh, filthy Dylan!

Then, he pressed his lips to my left eye, kissed and licked it that I wanted to throw up.

Please, God, send someone to save me tonight. Please, send someone! Send my Nigel! Let him know that I was kidnapped and about to be raped now! Let him find me! Please!

Could my Nigel do it?

Would it be possible for him to do it?

Sensing the impossibility of my expectation, I cried even more.

Nigel wasn't God and he didn't have some kind of power! And even if he indeed was searching for me now, there was no way that he would ever find me because even myself, I didn't f-cking knew where the hell I was!

Dylan was indeed insane... because he was insanely kissing all parts of my face leaving his disgusting, sticky saliva on my skin. He appeared like a mad dog and I loathed him like hell!

I was at least a bit thankful of the tape covering my mouth because if I didn't have it, he probably had kissed my mouth as well. If he would do that, I'd definitely spit his face.

Dylan, this time, didn't cease his kissing and licking of my skin. I found his mouth travelling now to my neck. When he reached the portion of my cleavage, he seemed annoyed of the presence of my bra.

No! He really was doing it to me now! Dylan would force himself to me!

He had a grip of the knife again and, laughing this time, show the blade near my eyes. I moaned at the sight of the glittering blade.

"Nigel Sarmiento, I'm coming after you! I'm coming after you. I'm going to cut your throat. I'm going to kill you!" he said loudly as he looked at my eyes.