CHAPTER 12

He's awake!

I tugged my hand out of his firm grab but he gripped it tighter, making me wince in pain.

"What the hell are you doing?" he queried after glancing down his exposed torso.

Here we go again.

"Uh, nothing. I was just fixing this," I quickly pulled up the sheets to cover him all the way up to his face.

He was taken aback. His grip on my hand loosened, giving me the chance to escape. I ran out of there immediately. People were looking at me as I sprinted my way out but I didn't care. All I want is to get away from Vladimir as much as possible.

I was gasping for air when I finally made it out.

"Gosh, he would be the death of me," I muttered while trying to catch my breath.

But what am I supposed to do now? That was my only hope to get my freedom back. I sat on the beach while staring at the waves gently rolling off the shore one after the other. What if I try to escape now? Where will I go? I don't even know where we were