CHAPTER 11: PLEASE, SPARE ME!

Allison's POV: 

I kept looking at him wondering what he meant by something personal. I couldn't understand what could be personal between us when we were meeting for the first time. I also wondered what it could be that he wants me to keep confidential. Soon after I realized how he almost threatened me that it would determine what he would do with me. What does that mean? If I don't agree with that 'personal thing' then he would kill me? Oh, no! I thought and gulped. He leaned forward, sighing and cleared his throat. 

"Eyes down." He ordered arrogantly and I realized that I had been staring at him with my eyes wide open, my eyeballs almost popping out. 

"Um," I started hesitantly, lowering my eyeballs and looking up at him in disbelief. "What do you mean by that? What confidential thing? And how would it depend on what you'd do with me?" I asked in confusion, and he took a deep breath.