Chapter 48 - Chapter 47

# Chapter 47
AYANDA

Vusi bundles me inside the car with his fingers tangled in my hair. I peer around as he shuts the door. Empty cool-drink cans litter the back seat, and it reeks of stale cigarettes and neglect. Whoever owns this car is a messy person.

They're also probably dead.

I swallow at the thought.

The car rocks and Vusi slides inside, still wearing that mask. Shivers splash down my spine when his head twists to take me in. I wish I could see his eyes, to see the man behind the evil, the man who insists he has to stay in complete control or he'll hurt me.

Reaching between the seats, he grabs a length of rope I didn't see before, and my eyes widen as he overpowers me in the small space. He secures my arms behind my back and circles the rope around me more times than I can count before pulling it tight and knotting it with a practised expertise that washes over me like a bucket of cold water. All the while, I struggle, kicking out with my legs, desperately trying to knee him. I even attempt to bite him, but he grabs my cheeks in a ruthless grip.

His deep, gravelly voice drips with authority. "Baby, I won't hesitate to hurt you if you keep fighting me. In fact, I'll enjoy it. Is that what you want? To see my hands coated in your blood? Or will you be a good girl and see what surprise I have waiting for you?"

Surprise?

His unspoken words send a long shiver over my body, a foreboding I can't shake.

He pushes off me and buckles me in, ensuring the seatbelt is secure before he eases back into his seat and starts the engine.