Chapter-75

I swallowed to help the dryness in my throat, suddenly far less sure of the wisdom of the plan Alessandro put me through. What if I fail? Or worse, what if they find out?

“Twenty minutes sixty-six seconds,” Killian sighed looking at his watch, propping his hip on the edge of the table and looking like a big cat ready to pounce on me. His pale eyes squinting.

“What were you exactly doing in there, Schmetterling? Almost make me believe you escaped or something.” Something in my expression must’ve betrayed me because he let out a short chuckle. “Ah, I know you won’t. Cause there’s nowhere you can go.”

Padding towards me in his expensive shoes, he grabbed my hand, “Come here, Schmetterling.”

I nodded, feeling like a mute but afraid that my voice might betray my nervousness. This was not the best plan. Why had I thought that bearding the lion in his den was somehow better than trying to avoid him altogether?

But there was no turning back n