- Anybody is here???...

She woke up with a jerk, feeling her hands tied up over her head, her eyes blindfolded with a silky cloth... it took her long seconds to realize that she was in the bed, handcuffed and blinded in the same place with the man who just killed another one in front of her!

She tries to visualize what was going on around her, but nothing... it was like if she was all alone, no moves, no breaths, no sounds... nothing... just the music... but music... it has been changed... the unknown blues music moved to some classic notes on piano... Moonlight Sonata... he's here... slowly, she starts finding some landmarks, a male viril perfume is surrounding her with an unfamiliar cigarettes scents... yes he's here... but where!?

- HEELPPP!!! Anybody's heeeeeere!!!!????

Don was just here, standing at the left side of her bed, smiling to see her trying hard to free her hands firmly tied to its top , he lays his pistol on the pillow just next to her and take the glass of red wine to smell it.

- .... Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp!!!!

Like if he doesn't hear her, he just turns away, to face the cabinet shelf where some very suggestive objects were spread. Apparently, Sanjay was a fetishist guy... looking back to the young woman wagging hardly in her uncomfortable position, he smiles understanding the marks her bared back had and those appearing on her long legs that her dress' slit was showing...

- HEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!

He takes off his gloves slowly, then a small box from his pocket to open it, picks up a small electronic gadget before turning again to the shelf where he presses an invisible button, a tier appears in the wooden whatnot. He opens it to find a screen where he connects the key. Immediately, multitude of files opens, he smiles satisfied!

- HEELPPPP!!! Hee...

He closes his eyes like enjoying peacefully the music notes, takes a deep breath inflating his chest before unzipping his blazer to take it off, the sound it made stops the woman's screams and movements... she hears a lighter up and smells cigar odor soon filling the air.

Turning the chair from the desk to the bedside, he straddles on, unbuttons his dark red silky shirt's sleeves to up them discovering his tattooed forearm. then takes off his cigar noting the time...

- I know you're here, son of a bi...

- Hushhhhh....... He stops her blowing smoke at her face which makes her cough a lot.

His voice is calm, suggestive, giving the impression that he's saying something else, not what your brain has explained to you when he adds irocally:

- I guess... people out there are used to hear you scream... no one to help a lady? What a shame...

- They'll never let you go alive!

- Really!? Do you know who I am? His smile becomes wider throwing smokes at her face again , she tries to free her hands again saying:

- You're the bloody killer of...

- According to what seems to be happening here... I just made you a favor...

She hears him getting up and making some steps away, he was checking something at the desk. She tries to calm down breathing heavily, then says on a softer tone:

- Don, you should...

- Oh! So you know who I am after all! Interesting...

Putting a hand in his pocket, he tapes with the other a long password on the screen showing loading files, checking the time again he returns to her detailing her shaking body graciously shaped in her dress.

a long black velvet gown tied up on her neck and discovering a lot of her cleavage, shoulders and down her sides... a long slit separates it on two part over her legs highly up to her tight and if she wasn't on her back that the dress is letting naked low to her kidneys... she would be more nude than dressed and her glowing skin under the spotlights around appears like a appealing fruit waiting to be tasted...

she wets her lips swallowing and turns her head away as the smoke of his cigar was brushing her face one more time before saying:

- I know who you are because Sanjay was so paranoiac since he stole your deal with the Chinese...

- Smart girl!!! He claims frwoning surprisedly...

- what kind of slave our late Sanjay had!?

- The kind he could pay for! And by the way... who said I was his slave?...

- Aha!? Really!?... Sanju!!?... he turns to the shelve full of sex toys rising his eyebrows a disgusted expression covering his face, he adds with a smile:

- True... you never know someone before he dies...

The evocation of the death she just witnessed makes her remember what going on and she struggles again in her chains saying:

- Look... If you're not planning to kill me, so let go of me... free my hands, please!

taking a shift from his cigar, he titls his head aside before replying just on that same enerving tone:

- Hum... I don't think so... you're a dangerous woman...

- Matlab?

He sighs kneeling on the floor at her side so he can detail every inch of her so innocent look alike face, he takes a long breath from his cigar and says smoking her face:

- Why did you drug Sanjay's glass of wine?

Coughing loudly, she turns her head to the other side. Don throws his cigar before asking again:

- So?

- I wanted one restful night... she seemed sincere, her voice was trembling.

- O-key... then... why did you drink it?

She takes a long time before replying like if she knew that he is fixing her lips, she wets them then says:

- I... I saw Sanjay's face explode in front of me... I wasn't able to see my dead in your eyes...

- And?

- Uh... I thought that if you think I'm dead... you'll...

His brows shoot up in astonishment.

- Aaah... smart woman... and a smart woman is always a dangerous one!

- Nothing to do with my IQ... I was just scared!

- And now?

- Now... I think I'm more useful for you alive than dead... and it's even more scaring... a tear falls from the corner of her covered eye, she was trying to not break down and cry.

- How can you live with a man like Sanjay and be scared from the man who killed him? His voice softened

- That wasn't a "live with him" life... he got what his money paid for! I was just his propriety...

- Actually... that was "MY" money... which means... you're all mine!

She fights the shiver running over her shaken body at his words saying bravely:

- So free my hands and let me pay you back! she starts wasting patience which makes him laugh sadistically!

He stands up saying:

- I'm not Sanjay, sweetheart... playing a slave is not my mood... besides, I have no trust in your smarty mind, how could I free your hands?

- FINE... (Rising a knee in her dress split so she denuded her long perfect leg)... do whatever you want... then let go of me or kill me!

She breaths heavily waiting for what he would say, but nothing... it was like he has disappeared again.

Suddenly, she felt a warm touch on the interior side of her ankle which makes her jump in her place, his finger's tip draws an invisible line from her feet to the end of her dress' slit making her swallow hard her heart's pounding deafening her own ears, she feels him taking place near to her then nothing...

Was he about to simply take her here then disappear?... will he beat her?... will he be hurtful? ... he's cruel... a heartless killer... she knows everything about him... That man whose name is so opposite to his nature that no one called him Sanskar since years...

She knew that it would happen... so why she's so trembling? She closes her eyes trying to breath and for the first time, she feels thankful that he blinded them so she hasn't to see what he's about to do to her... she's startled again hearing him so close to her ear that she could feel his lips brushing her lobe:

- Do you want to say something? ... She nods to say "no"

- Are you sure?

- Just do it... she replies turning her head away from him, but putting a under her chin, he obliges her to face him. Feeling his breath brushing her lips she says rudely:

- You can't kiss a woman you're planning to kill... Goosebumps shakes her nude shoulders as he caresses her lower lip with his thumb

- I decide what I want to do with what is mine... his glacial tone contradicted with the warmness of his lip printing on hers a long kiss taking her breath away, he grips her neck in his hand in a possessive gesture making her think that he's about breaking it before adding just against them:

- Who said that I am planning to kill you?

His whisper near to her lips makes her heart skips a beat, his touch softens over her neck throwing her long hair back so he could kiss her it sending electric shocks in all her body, her breathing becomes heavy and she manages to ask

- You'll really let go of me after this night? She asks breathless as his teeth grazes her jaw playfully, his lips soothing it again.

He stops for a moment as she feels him smiling... looking at her for a moment like if he could see her fearfull eyes behind his tie knotted in her head's back...

- Tell me Don... will I survive this night?...

- My pistol is on your pillow... closer to you than me... he replies approaching to her so his nose touches hers

- But my hands are tied!

- And the night is not yet over !

Was it a promise?... the unique way to know is to let the night starts... a night with devil... a night in hell!