Angels and Demons || exo

- Introduction

Introduction
Angels and Demons

Heather

"Please, don't hurt me." Heather pleaded the man in front of her.

He was tall, and his skin was comparable to chocolate. And he has this messy hair that pairs up with an evil grin.

At this point, Heather is currently seating on a chair with leashes on her both pulse and shins, preventing her from escaping.

"Sorry, darling. No can do." He replied as he tightened the rope leashed on her pulse.

She winced in pain, and he just chuckled. She thought to herself: Damn. There's now way I could escape here.

She prayed on her mind. God, Someone has to stop this! I don't want to die like this!

While she was solemnly praying, he circulated his attention on the leash on her legs. At this moment, he's tightening it, making her full body unable to move.

Damn it.

"Why are you doing this? What is it that you want from me?" She asked, traces of anguish and fear was noticeable on her voice.

He stopped tightening her leash. He looked at her as he devilishly grinned - which made her gulp.

"I believe you have something I need, sweetheart."

It's the marble.

"And what is that?" I asked.

His grin widened. "I believe you know what that is, munchkins."

She grimaced. She's uncomfortable when someone calls her darling, munchkins, and sweetheart.

Plus, It's so wrong to hear those from him, especially, for a fact, that she is his captive.

"I don't know what that is! I don't know what you're talking about!" She retorted.

The man's evil grin was soon gone.

His forehead puckered. "A marble with blue and white smokes inside? Does it ring a bell?" He irritably asked.

She shook my head as a sign of no.

She was caught off guard when he trapped her in his arms. His arms were on her shoulders. What is he going to do?!

He eyed her intensely. "You. Tell. Me. Where. That. Goddamn. Marble. Is." He emphatically snarled.

"Or you will bathe on your own blood."

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