Chapter 37

The Prey

I gulped.

Didn’t Kyle say he’d pick me up? What was this psycho doing here? He shouldn’t be here.

I swallowed again, but my mouth was dry, so it didn’t soothe the itchiness lodged in my throat. I did not reply. I just couldn’t. Eyes were staring at me. People around me were gasping, some even pulled out their phones and I heard the haunting sounds of cameras clicking.

“What is she doing with him?”

“Why is she with him?”

Of course, people would question when their beloved bachelor would be found hugging a girl in front of the university. Some unknown, good-for-nothing girl. A desperate girl who sold her soul to the devil just for money. They would gossip. Make me the guilty one. No one would believe me.

Breath caught in my lungs. No escape. Trapped in his arms. It was a vortex of despair.

The cold hands were strangely warm as the hold tightened and I flinched as his fingers dug into my waist and I was abruptly