Niya pov,

He uncuffed me, I felt relieved, but it didn’t last long for me. He took me up in his arms and lifted me out of the balcony.

“Happy journey, Wifey. Meet you in the pool” He whispered, dropping me from the balcony. I gripped on the steel rode, saving myself from falling.

“Hey!! Hey no... You have gone mad or what!! I will die... Seriously, I will die!” I cried in fear holding the rode.

“I don’t care, I want the truth or else a goodbye” He scoffed tickling me I lost my grip on the Rode before I fall, he held my wrist one last time. I...