Bella’s POV
The man was right. If I died here they wouldn’t look for me. Maybe Damian might, but he wouldn’t know I would be here.
I looked off the mountain cliff to see how deep the mountain was. If I truly fell from here, it would be game over from my end.
I needed to find a way to get out of here without dying.
“Can we make a trade?” I asked.
“I’m an assassin,” he laughed. “We don’t make trades. Besides, you should be glad I haven’t ended you yet. But if you keep forcing my hand I might as well do it now and face the consequences later.”
I nodded and decided to agree with him so he would let down his guard. But after a few seconds I would push him off the mountain and find my way out.
“Fine,” I sighed. “Where are we going?”
But he refused to tell me. Instead, he turned me aroun
