TORTURED

I gulped and fixed my gaze on the road, turning the car around in the direction that led to Ashley’s mansion. Why am I getting scared? What’s the worst that could happen?

Jake made painful noises with his mouth. I stared at him with sideways eyes and noticed he was wiping blood from his body with his shirt.

"…You didn’t have to endure a lot of pain to get what you wanted," I said bluntly.

"Who are you to lecture me? You will have to face the queen’s wrath, and trust me, it is deadly." He said in a low tone, making my pores rise. I accidentally closed my eyes and opened them again while driving down the road.

I drove the car into Ashley’s mansion and was about to drive to the garage when Jake asked me to stop the car.

"Wait, let me—" he cut in.

"Stop the car, I want to get off here." He said while wrapping his shirt around his bloodied head. He turned back and leaned against the chair, taking the bag and briefcase from the back seat. I stepped on the brake and waited for him to fi