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Chapter 58 - Harry | Escape

Suddenly the door opened and an unknown man came in. He was not one of the four we met at the beginning. He held something in his hand that I couldn't see at first, but it was probably a knife set. The door slammed shut and the man put the knives on the small table next to me.

"Kaiden won't let me kill you because he wants to do it himself, but I have permission to torture you a little," he announced with a sneer. He eyed me with interest but I gave him no reaction. At the moment I was definitely not thinking about my well-being, so I didn't care what happened now.

"Shall we open the door? Then everyone here can hear the famous Harry Styles scream." Without waiting for an answer, he already went to the door and opened it wide. From my position I couldn't see much anyway, but I recognized a long corridor.

"It won't do you any good. I won't scream." I said dryly and he started chuckling in response, "We'll see about that...which finger do you need the least?"

I looked down at my fingers and turned my wrist so that the inside of my hand was looking up. He watched me expectantly and I folded my outer fingers so that only my middle finger remained. "I definitely need that one," I said as I looked up and saw his irritated look.

"I'm going to cut your whole hand off," he threatened with a crunch. Does someone not take a joke? Oh man, what a buzz kill. He reached for his set and spread it out, revealing each knife individually. Then he let his fingers hover over the blades and muttered something to himself.

Fuck, I'd still like to keep my hand.

"And are you scared yet?" he asked with his head tilted. I snorted contemptuously, "Why should I be? Your girlfriend can still jerk me off instead of my own hand."

Maybe it's not very smart to provoke someone holding a really big knife, but I just couldn't suppress it. He and his rat face are fucking me off.

"Kaiden was right, you really are an arrogant asshole." he hissed shaking his head. I just shrugged in response, "he seems really obsessed with me."

"Now shut the fuck up!" he barked, then he took a cloth and gagged me so that I could no longer speak. What a son of a bitch.

Just as he took the first step towards me with the really sharp knife in his hand, loud noises came from outside. He turned his head in the direction of the door and wrinkled his forehead in surprise. "What the hell?" he wondered, puzzled.

I too wondered why there was such a commotion outside and straightened my neck to see better. But unfortunately, I still only saw the hallway, which was completely empty. Fortunately for my hand, the guy was going to see what was going on, so he left the room.

It was deathly quiet for a whole minute until I suddenly heard the voice of the guy who wanted to cut my hand off, "Hey, what are you doing out here? You're supposed to be-"

But in mid-sentence the guy stopped and just as I was wondering why, his dead body fell to the floor in the middle of the doorway. His throat showed a deep cut from which he was bleeding profusely.

Well, karma is a bitch.

But who was responsible for this?

I saw two legs elegantly climbing over the dead man lying on the floor and my gaze wandered upwards. The person who probably caused the commotion was none other than Ashely Scott.