Irene's palms turned clammy as she stared at the man in front of her. His vicious smile made the hair on her skin rise and her heart palpitate loudly. Sweat trickled down her spine while her eyes dilated in fear. She took a step back, only for the man to take a step toward her.
His wicked smile broadened on seeing her fearful gaze. He licked his lips before he ran his tongue on his teeth.
Irene had no idea who he was. But his wicked face and red eyes were enough to instill fear in her. There was no one around them and even though it was still bright, the place was eerie and frightening. All she found were trees and more trees that stretched for miles together, and it did not take long for Irene to realize that she was trapped in a jungle with the predator before her who was eyeing her like prey.
