Terrified

Ellah couldn't bear the thought of her Father and fiancé being concerned. Kleve was looking for her at the time, and she knew he wouldn't stop until she was found. That's how much she loves the man she'd hoped to spend her life with, but the demon tore her just now, and she cursed him to die.

When she noticed the phone on the side table, she felt better about herself and looked around the room. She picked it up quickly, but she was equally frustrated when the line was most likely broken. She wanted to scream, but she didn't appear to have the strength to do so.

Then she got out of bed and went to the window. She was stunned for a moment by the red stain on the bedsheet, and she wanted to cry when she realized the virginity she had cherished for so long was gone. She quickly wiped it and dashed to the hardwood window.

She was only shaken when she realized she was on the roof of the house, and the stream she had seen in front of her was only a few meters away. She could see a strong stream of water coming from the high waterfall on the right. She thought it would be nice to swim in the water, but she wasn't interested in her current state. It was as if she had been kidnapped and taken to a mountain by a scumbag demon who had ruined her life!

A cold breeze blew in unexpectedly. She hugged herself and returned to her bed. What will she do to get out of this house? She needs to act, but what should she do? Where does she begin? She's not very good at it. Her entire life revolves around her world, including school, home, and family business. As a result, she is having difficulty deciding what her first step will be.

When the lock is turned and someone comes in. When she saw the man, she immediately felt fear and apprehension. She stepped back from the headboard and hugged herself.

"Eat," he said, placing a tray on the bed that contained only pancakes and juice.

She stared at what he had put in, and it was only now that she became hungry. She didn't eat last night, of course, but she refused to accept the food he brought. Who knows if it's poisonous or not. Will he use poison to kill her? Even if she dies of starvation, she will not eat it.

"No!" she exclaimed, hugging herself even tighter. When she said that, the man immediately grinned like a demon. It looked at her as if she were a wet chick afraid of being eaten by an eagle without a heart like him.

"Okay." He turned and walked towards the door. "Don't eat until you're starving to death." He also slammed the door shut.

She sobbed, and the tears returned, and she didn't want to dribble any longer.

CUHEN was taken aback by the beautiful flowers in his vacation home's garden. Until Don Hernandez murdered his mother and fiancée Florae, this place was his perfect sanctuary with his beloved fiancée. He will never forgive him, and he will seek even more compensation for what he has taken from him.

The massacre has been going on for two weeks. He was not in the Philippines when her mother and a beloved woman were murdered. Her mother took two blows to the side and one to the chest. Meanwhile, three blows to the head of his fiancée, whose wedding was only two weeks away.

Fuck!

He shouldn't have left for a business meeting in the first place. What is the worth of all the money he is battling if the woman he adores is no longer alive? He couldn't blame his Mother and Florae for leaving that day. The woman's final request was that he eat them outside. He had no idea that would be their first and last conversation.

Damn!

Cuhen tightly closed his eyes, refusing to let the tears that threatened to fall fall. He didn't do anything at all. But he was even more enraged because the high-ranking agency couldn't figure out who killed the two women who were important to him. His friends Herrence and Farhistt assisted him, but the workmanship was so good that no lead could teach them, and he became even more enraged about the situation. Without, it is impossible. As a result, he moved.

He was one of the Army's top young officers before becoming one of the most successful businessmen with billions of dollars in the bank. When he met Florae six years ago, he left his position as an officer and became a businessman. He would rather start a family with her than serve in the Army without Florae.

He got a small lead from his investigation, and it was enough to prove that no one else but Don Hernandez has really murdered the important person in his life. The workmanship was impeccable, but not to him.

It's time to retaliate. He waited for it in the mansion he owned the day he found out it was the culprit. His gun was loaded and ready to kill the old man when the old man's daughter appeared from behind. The latter hugged and kissed the old man on the forehead. It messes up the girl's curly hair and makes him look like a loving father to a child before he gets in the car.

His plan to kill the old was thwarted because another plan entered his mind, and that was to kill his only daughter. He grinned, the game was about to begin. He will play fairly, as Don Hernandez did to him. It had no idea that the opponent he was facing seemed to be a blow to the sharp iron.

ELLAH opened her eyes. She hadn't even realized she'd fallen asleep crying. The length of her sleep because it was getting dark when her eyesight went outside. She immediately looked at her clothes, relieved to see that she still had clothes on her body.

When her stomach swelled, she grabbed it. She was very hungry, and it was as if time had betrayed her because she could smell the delicious cooked food from where she was. Her stomach was churning as a result of her hunger.

Later, the door unexpectedly opened, and the man she had cursed in her mind was on the other side. He was carrying another tray filled with nothing but food, and the aroma was delectable.

"Eat," he suggested.

His voice... it felt good to listen to, but she quickly dismissed that thought. She hadn't even looked at its face since this morning.

"I w-wont!" "What if you put poison in it that will kill me right away?" She began squeezing on the side of the bed once more, but the truth is that she really wanted to eat it.

"Don't worry, sweetheart; I won't kill you right away." "First, I'll show your stupid father how to lose an important person in his life."

She took a deep breath as he said it. He will never be able to win her over. She'll go to any length to get out of this hellhole! God will decide what she will do.

She raised her head and glared at him angrily. With his bored expression, he seemed to be bored. He did a fantastic job of sitting on the side of her bed and placing the tray there.

For his wealth, he has watched it numerous times on TV, the internet, and social media. The man in front of him is none other than billionaire Cuhen Malcogn. When her father made a business deal here because their company was about to fail due to a series of problems, she refused and instead offered to buy the company. Her parents built it for a long time, even though it was not as wealthy as the young man. Her father did not sell it, and with the help of Kleve Vergan, their business slowly recovered. Mr. Cuhen Malcogn is a business tycoon who is an eagle in the business world. He overthrows those who oppose him, crushes those who betray the business, and all that he desires is his; he has no fear or mercy when it comes to the field of money and business, which is why he is so wealthy today. As far as she was aware, his mother and his doctor's fiancée had died in recent weeks.

Her mind was no longer focused on what was going on around her. Her heart swelled with rage, and the fear she had felt vanished. She jumped onto the bed and slapped its cheek with ferocity. He's so arrogant!

"You are a complete moron, Mr. Malcogn!" Do you think my father murdered them? It is abundantly clear that my father is not at fault in this situation! You are insane. You're going to perish. "You will perish, demon!"

The slap she delivered did not shake him, but it did darken his form. She was terrified once more. She abruptly backed up and resumed her previous position. She forgot to remind herself that the man in front of her was a lunatic who was feared by everyone. He could have killed her right now, which made her even more terrified.

"You're well acquainted with me. "Now eat!"

He yelled at her, and she screamed back. She almost fainted from fear. She made two shaky motions with her head. "I'm not going to!"

And what he did next took him by surprise. Cuhen Malcogn threw it, and it cracked and crushed as it flew to where the tray was. His appearance is dark and irritable, as if he is angry. Her tears began to flow once more. Even though she didn't want to do it, they began to fall.

"Damn you, lady!" He vanished in front of her.

If the door hadn't been solidly built, it would have given up for a long time because he would close the door loudly every time he came out. But no matter how hard she tried on her brain, she couldn't think of a first step if she could still escape what she was doing. Her stomach was churning at the same time, and she was on the lookout for food. She was sorry about the spilled food, but she had simply been cautious. She didn't want to die with her mouth foaming and be tossed into the forest.

She moved her gaze to the window. She had been staring at it for quite some time when an idea struck her. She took a look at the blanket and the two curtains hanging on the wall. Right! This is what she'll use to defeat the demon in human form while she still has time. She'd rather be lost in the woods than have him kill her. She had hope because she knew there had to be a way out of this forest.

She quickly grabbed the curtain and blanket and tied the ends together. She dashed to the window and retied the end of the rope to the wooden pillar that separated the window.

Ellah no longer checked to see if it had reached the bottom because another thought had entered her mind. She doesn't have much time, and the only thing on her mind right now is getting away. When she heard the man's footsteps, she rushed to the back of the door without making a sound. In her nervousness, her breath became obstructed. 'Just don't let her sigh and he might hear her,' she nearly bit her lip. She is still alive because she wishes to be.

She smirked and dashed to the window as soon as she heard the young man sneer. She ran out the door as soon as she heard him go to the door.

She wanted to congratulate herself on the excellent plan she had devised, but before she could, she dashed to the window and peered inside. She saw the man enter the forest on the left side, where there was no water flowing, from her perspective.

This is her one and only chance to flee. She didn't waste time and left the room right away. Ellah was overjoyed because the door to the living room was not locked and was only slightly ajar. She couldn't think any longer and dashed to the right side of the woods. She spent those times running and walking.

Her foot seemed to be numbing along with the numbness, so she was oblivious to the pain of trampled dry branches while running. She stumbled as she clung to the jutting roots. She couldn't keep track of the scars and wounds on her knee, leg, and arm, but she was able to bear them. The most important thing is that she is able to flee.

God!

She wanted to be sick of being sick of being sick of being sick of being sick of being sick of being sick of being sick of She wasn't used to long races, but she needed to get out of here, no matter where the insane Cuhen Malcogn took her.

No!

The sky was about to darken, in retrospect. When she was alone, she was terrified of the dark. She rolled her eyes, feeling disoriented and unsure of where she was going. She was only able to see tall, towering trees. At the same time, each passing car and the squeaking chirping of birds and insects around them accompanied the rising twigs. She despises it! But it's preferable to being murdered by a man named Cuhen.

“Ouch!

When a sharp stone pierced her foot, she groaned. Her eyes were red from trying not to cry, which was difficult given that she could see the blood flowing.

For a brief moment, she closed her eyes and endured the pain. Nothing good will happen to her if she sends in pain, so she must restrain herself in these moments. But she was startled a moment later when she saw the large black wild pig from afar. It appeared to be hungry because when it noticed her, it abruptly stopped pushing on the ground and stared her down.

She doesn't want to be the wild pig's dinner! Despite how painful it was, she quickly stepped on the foot. However, she appeared to be giving the animal a reason to follow her. She came to a halt and stoned it before leaving.

"Get out of here!"

When she realized the wild pig would attack her instead of fleeing, she was terrified. Despite the pain in her foot, she was able to run.

She was taken aback when she heard gunshots in the background. ZHe turned around automatically, the animal dead in front of her.

"Ellah!"