Ariana jolted up slightly when the cold air seeped into her skin.
Her droopy eyes blinked severally before she lifted her head to check out her surroundings, her blonde locks blocking most of her view.
Sleeping with her entire body being tied up to a chair proved to be so uncomfortable!
Ariana dropped her head down as she looked up at the ceiling, wondering when she will get out of here.
"Feeling a little sleepy, Princess?" the Scottish man snickered and her hazel eyes glared at him from where he stood.
"Go to hell," she gritted which made him burst out laughing.
"Your darling is taking a little too long to get here but doesn't worry, he is almost here," the fatso said with a smirk.
Ariana frowned when she heard his statement.
Was Jared really heading here without the police?
How were they going to get out of here?
