Sophie's POV
I was frozen in terror as Derek's hand clamped over my mouth, dragging me into the dark alley. The cold knife pressed against my cheek twice, making my heart shatter with fear. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe.
"Sophie Hart," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Long time no see. When you left me to die, did you ever imagine there'd come a day like this?"
I whimpered pathetically, my body already trembling uncontrollably. He wasn't here just for revenge—he wanted something from me.
"I'll uncover your mouth, but don't scream. If you bring trouble, I'll slice up this pretty face of yours." His eyes gleamed dangerously in the dim light. "Without that beautiful face, how will you seduce men anymore?"
God, he knew exactly where to hit. I nodded frantically
