'What on earth does this man want to do? Is he trying to lock me in here? Is he crazy?' Abigail wondered, her heart racing in shock as she watched him approach her unhurriedly. His expression seemed calm, but his lewd gaze sent shivers down her spine.
Abigail could guess what this evil Kian might do. She tried to stay calm while thinking about her escape from the room.
The closer Kian got, the more nervous Abigail became. Now, she regrets leaving her bag in the locker. She didn't have her cell phone or the Swiss Army knife she usually carried in her bag.
Her hand hung at her side, curled into a tight fist. Anticipating what this man might do made her anxious.
"Kian, what do you want? Why did you lie to me?" she asked, struggling to keep her voice steady.