Arabella grimaced as cold hands stroked her cheek. If she had the capability of her hands she would've slapped his smooth hands away.
Unfortunately she did not have that luxury, as both her mouth and hands were bound tightly with handcuffs and tape.
Donned in a expensive Versace red suit, Dante fucking Valentine hovered over her with a annoying little smirk on his unbelievably perfect proportioned face.
Damn. Why did all the hot ones have to be douches? Arabella grumbled inside her head.
Dante hadn't spoken to her once since his men and him had taken her hostage. Unease had steadily began to gripe her insides.
A quiet Valentine is always worse than an angry Valentine.
Especially in Dante's case, as he could literally slit her throat with a flick of the hand if he wanted to.
Arabella watched anxiously as Dante began to evaluate his prized knives on the shelves.
An abundant variety of weapons were situated all over the walls and rooms. From the right there were axes, the sharpness of the blades glinting in the dim light of the room.
Then there were swords layered horizontally across the walls, intricate designs entwined on the hilt, with multiple colors of the rainbow.
Lastly, there was the daggers and knives section. The station in which Dante was at, testing the sharpness of the blade with his fingers.
I don't think he cared if he accidentally cut open his fingers while doing so as he indifferently observed every one.
Arabella nearly had a heart attack in her chair as Dante spoke.
"You know Ara" he started whirling around with the knife pointed at her face "you've always been such a pretty girl" He mused, a maniacal smile spread upon his lips "must of been why my brother was always so taken with you" The man came closer to her, all of Arabella's attention on the knife, fear visible in her Amber eyes as it got closer and closer.
It was in throwing distance when he stopped walking.
"My brother always did like pretty girls" His dark eyes twinkled maliciously "We'll have to change that about you"
Before she could register all of his words, he threw the blade at her head, scraping her cheek slightly as it flew by.
Arabella tried to scream, but all that came out was muffled yells.
Dante laughed at her callously, smiling as tears began to well in her eyes.
"Gosh darn it. Your so cute when you cry darling"
She shook like a leaf as he went to grab another one.
Arabella looked frantically for a solution out of her binds.
There was nothing even remotely small enough for her to try to pick on the lock at her back.
Dante was already back with a even bigger knife, the blade thicker.
A cruel grin on his thick pink lips "Let's see if my dagger practice has payed off"
And with that he hurled the next dagger at her.
Hello Everyone,
It's been a while I know. To be honest for the past two months I've been preoccupied with a lot of family and school related things and it's been really hard to get myself to write. Especially when I didn't know what to write next. But I thought that it would be unfair to to you guys to give up on this story, so this chapter kinda just....happened out of the blue. After all I wanted to let you guys know what happened to Arabella (insert scream).
Anyways, honestly it has been really fun writing this. I'm still kinda shell shocked it got this popular so another thanks to you guys. It really means a lot to see people still reading my story. I'll try to be more consistent and update more but there's no guarantees. Although I definitely will still be writing the story in the near future.
Thanks love you all,
~Jaderunner
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