Bianca stared at the boy, unable to hide her fear, his expression did not bode well, the evil reflected in his face was too notorious, involuntarily she stepped back, trying to put distance between the two of them, she was about to run, when he grabbed her by the arm grabbing her tightly and digging her nails into her skin.

"Where do you think you're going, girl? ″he asked in a mocking tone.

The young girl was trying to free herself, however, the more attempts she made, the tighter he held her.