Chapter 77: Walking into the Hands of Death

ANNABEL

Ronald walked towards me, his eyes not leaving mine, and slowly I was sitting down on the wicked chair, hands bound by ropes, and he was towering over me. I didn't know what his next action would be, but it seemed the fight was coming to a close as the sound of gunshots was slowly fading.

He grabbed my neck, twisting his hands around my neck so tightly that I felt my entire breath almost getting knocked off.

"Your daring prince charming has ...