Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 395

Lucas leaned in close, and I could feel his eyes on me. I knew what he was about to do and I turned away, my disgust growing.

Lucas let go and stepped back, his eyes narrowing. Without another word, he turned and left the dark room.

He was right. I could not escape this place. The only way out was through Cotton and Candy's room, and Lucas had guards posted there day and night.

I had resigned myself to the idea that I might be stuck here forever, at the mercy of his cruel games. Then, unexpectedly, he returned.

Time did not exist in the dark room. I could not tell if it was day or night. When he came back, I was slumped in a corner, half out of it.

He crouched down beside me, playing with me as if I were a toy. "Yvette, are you curious about what’s going on outside?"

I opened my eyes to look at him, too parched to speak.

A twisted smile played on his lips. "They're all going to disappear soon," he murmured. "Once they're gone, I'll take you away. How does that sound?"

Gone? Everyone?

Panic surged through me. "Lucas, what are you going to do?"

His fingers tilted my chin up as he looked down at me, a smirk on his face. "Worried? Scared someone might die?"

I was clueless about the world beyond these walls, and that ignorance fueled my terror. Gripping his sleeve, I stared into his eyes. The fear I once felt for him had faded into nothingness. "Tell me, what is going on out there? What are you planning to do?"

He locked eyes with me, scrutinizing every flicker of emotion across my face—panic, concern, and even dread. His lips curled into a smile, cold and mocking. "Yvette, are you pleading with me?"

I bit my lip, holding his gaze, not bothering to deny it. Yes, I was pleading.