Trapped By The BEAST
Chapter 7's

"Stop!" crys stopped hearing the cold and piercing speech.

Crys turned around fearfully, looked at the man who called out to her and looked at her sharply.

"Yes, sir, what's wrong?" cry asked while linking his scared hands.

The murderous man stared at the clingy and sharp Crys, while the Crys stood with a feeling of anxiety. Was the action discovered? Crys thought unsettled at the thought of those bad things.

"What's Kenzo?" asked a man there while looking at the man named Kenzo with a confused face.

Why would Kenzo lay off a waitress like her? Kenzo looked at the glass in front of him, then took it casually.

Crys tied her hand tighter. Cold sweat drenched his body involuntarily. His heart was also racing as Kenzo stared at his glass intently.

"Guide me drink!" Crys breathed a little relieved hearing that. However, he also did not want to serve his own enemies. The person he hated the most in the world.

"Sorry sir, I'm just a waiter, I'm just in charge of delivering this drink" Crys said, bowing in a sign of respect.

"Serving us a drink is also part of your job" Kenzo stared at Crys.

Crys was silent to hear it. Crys lowered his head ninety degrees, rejecting him in a professional manner.

"I'm sorry once again Sir." said Crys as he straightened his body.

"I'm sorry." said Crys, turning his body with his head lowered, then stepping towards the door. Not a few steps away, Kenzo raised his voice again.

"Then drink this!" cry's footsteps stopped hearing those words. Still on his back, Crys' hand was drenched in sweat.

"Drink this, then you can go." added Kenzo again. Crys did not turn around, even he looks like a statue in the middle of the room.

Crys set her foot back, but suddenly the door opened wide, showing several large and tall, cold-faced men, and her black clothes stepping towards Crys.

Crys gasped in surprise, as one of the men pulled her hand strong, leading her towards Kenzo's seat.

"Sick." ringis Crys felt pain in his hand.

Crys' body was thrust violently, telling her to stand firmly in front of Kenzo. Crys looked at Kenzo as she stroked her bruised hand with a face of pain.

Kenzo looked at Crys coldly, then held out the man's glass with a flat face. "Drink!"

Crys was afraid to hear it. Gun eat sir. What should he do next? Crys' outstretched hand grabbed the glass with a trembling hand.

Crys held the stemmed glass and looked at him in fear. This glass is a glass that he has given poison—Potassium Cyanide.

Crys stared at the glass, slowly starting to bring the glass closer to her mouth. Cry's hand shook violently, until Kenzo got up from his seat suddenly, making Crys shocked and finally the glass fell to the floor.

Staring at the Crys with a sharp and murderous look. Fear enveloped him just because of Kenzo's sharp gaze. The man looked as if he wanted to tear her apart right now.

Crys flinched as Kenzo's burly hand gripped her jaw hard. "Dare to play with me little girl" Kenzo said with a terrible grin.

Crys stared right into Kenzo's eyes piercing through his eyes. She's busted. Why could?

"Kill me with poison? I live at risk of dying every day, killing me with poison, do I look so easy to kill in your eyes?" asked Kenzo still with his slanted smile. Crys fell silent and grimaced feeling the man's hand gripping her getting stronger, then pushed his body violently.

"Bring him!"

"No." Crys thrashed as the burly men dragged her along. Crys screamed for help in the quiet hallway, until finally her mouth was covered with cloth by one of the burly men.

Crys was taken to the parking lot. Kenzo stopped just before he got in the car.

"Be kind, I will forgive you and let you sit comfortably beside me." Crys looked at Kenzo with angry eyes, then rebelled again with the support of the burly men.

"Ck, choose to rebel, fine." Kenzo got into the car casually and the face didn't care.

Crys was pulled back to the back of the car. Crys' eyes were rounded when the trunk door opened and she was pushed into a small, dark place like that.

"No, not in this small, dark place." Inner Crys shouted as she shook her head with a panicked face and cold sweat drenched back in her body. He held his body all his might not to go inside.

But his efforts were in vain. He was forced into there. Crys shook her head and growled as the baggage door was about to close.

"I'm afraid." Inner Crys before finally the last light disappeared and changed with a gripping dark.

Crys can't see anything. His body was shaking violently in there. Anxiety surrounded him and he could not breathe smoothly.

Crys felt the car start to run. Stuffy. Crys hurriedly removed the cloth in her mouth in a panic.

"Please." Crys shouted loudly while patting the iron.

There's nothing he can do. No one can hear it. His hands were trembling more and more anxiously. His eyes could catch nothing but darkness. Crystal curled up, closed her eyes tightly and her hands shut her ears tight.

Inwardly, she could only say 'please' while calling out her brother's name.

His heart was beating so fast, he had difficulty breathing, sweat was drenching his body, his body did not stop shaking, his anxiety was increasing, Crys looked like a person who felt threatened. His stomach suddenly churned, nausea approaching him.

His head was heavy and felt spinning, his body was like numbness, until finally his consciousness was taken away by the darkness.

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