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ARIANA'S POV.
"Argh!" I screamed, feeling the sting sharp, and intense. The blade was quite strong.
"If anyone makes a damn move, or tries to do something funky, she'll have her neck sliced open right here.
I could already feel my heart beating in my mouth, ready to pop out. His hold was so strong on me.
I tried to keep myself steady, and not give in to the fear, but his arm tightened on my neck, as he pointed the knife to the others.
"I can see whatever you're doing."
I felt a surge of fear. His arm was too tight.
"This can't be happening." My heart rate significantly increased, and I tried to swallow my nerves, just to call down.
But my fear intensified as I felt the knife's blade against my skin once more. I couldn't hold it anymore. I began to breathe faster, my mind racing with thoughts. *What does he want? Why won't this damned idiot leave me? He's already finished. He's done for. This wouldn't help him escape!*
