TANIA
I gulped. Fear surged in me as he gave me a dark glare. Trying to ease the scary atmosphere, I faked a chuckle and straightened his shirt with my cuffed hands.
“Hehe, I didn't mean to annoy you...” I glanced up at him with a soft gaze. “But I really need these cuffs to be removed from my hands. It's silvery, and it's burning my skin.”
I held up my hands, showing him the cuffs and my wrists, which were red and raw from the burns.
His gaze softened, then he released his grip on my waist. Dipping his hands into his pockets, he took a cuff key, causing me to smile.
Finally, my wrists will be free. Afterward, I might send a punch to his face and flee from this place.
The masked man walked towards me, then he entered the stall and flung the key into the toilet bowl.
“What the hell!”
