Lisa's POV

"Good," he said as he shoved my mother to the ground and wrapped his hand around my waist.

He pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "You're gonna be a good girl for me, aren't you?" I shuddered and nodded, my voice trembling in fear.

I wanted to puke, but I couldn't bring myself to show this monster in front of me how disgusting he was. He came to drag me to hell, and he succeeded in doing so.

"Mother, are you okay?" I asked.

"You don't have to worry about that right now, mate," he muttered. "All you have to do is concentrate on me rather...