C139 One hundred and Thirty-Eight

Unknown’s POV

“Ahh, the sweet smell of victory is already knocking on the door” I laughed out in despair.

“Don’t you think so too, dearest?” I asked, smirking as I placed the tip of the blade on her neck.

“You are really a psycho” she spat out in a strong voice but the fear in her eyes betrayed her.

“I know, I know