Lisa's POV

"You shouldn't address a woman as a prostitute." I advised him.

He looked at me with an arrogant smirk on his face. "Well, if you were in my house. I wouldn't even care if you're a prostitute or not, I'll rape and kill you. I always have a sexual urge I can't control."

My heart beat increased rapidly.

The way he uttered the last sentence made me scared as I stared at him for a few seconds, my breath caught in my throat.

Just then, the elevator rattled and the light became brighter. We both stood up as the elevator shuddered.

I placed my head on his chest,...