CHAPTER 72

ADRIANNA’S POV

“Stupid girl,” a voice sneered. “You think you can escape us.”

I looked up, my heart skipping a beat on seeing the face of one of the bodyguards from earlier.

Seeing how terrified I was, a smug smirk spread across his lips, his grip around my wrist tightening.

“No…” I yelped out as he started pulling me forward the long path of the street like a weightless doll. “Get away from me…”

I tried to tear his fingers off my wrist but couldn’t. His grip was so strong and unyielding as though his hand was forged from the strongest of iron. The more I tried, the...