“ We should begin then. ” Saying this, he averts his eyes away.
Getting hold of the briefcase, he gets up from the chair. I nibble on my lower lip, a nervous habit.
I breath through my nose, thinking ways to avoid the upcoming torture.
He opens the Attaché briefcase with his dull eyes inspecting it’s contents. I can’t see it because the open compartment of the Attaché Briefcase is efficiently blocking my view.
My fingers curl up with curiosity and fear.
Out of a sudden, he glances at me and then looks down at the contents of the Attaché Briefcase again.
Is he deciding on the tool to use for torturing me? How considerate of him!
“ Ms. Valentina. ” My name rolls off his tongue smoothly.
I notice his accent then. It’s Italian. Explains his name too. He doesn’t look Italian though.
He takes out a shiny little knife from the Attaché Briefcase and closes it back. A lump forms in my throat, as I observe the small weapon in his right hand.
Such small sharp knifes are used to make small but deep cuts on the sensitive areas.
I think…I Wanna pee.
Absolutely not because of fear but because, It’s a genuine nature’s call.
“ You have two options. ” He speaks further in his thick accent, stepping closer to me.
Detaching my eyes from the cute knife in his hand, I fix him with a neutral stare, while I am panicking inside.
“ First option… ” He trails off, his left hand reaching forward.
Inhaling deeply, I do my best to not flinch or close my eyes when he is staring at me.
He brushes off some stray hair from my neck and his thumb trails down the side of my neck. All this while, his eyes are gazing into mine.
He is distracting me. He is making me lose focus. He is tempting me into telling him things, I am determined to not tell anyone.
“ You confess to everything and we will provide you witness protection. ” He states the first option, which is unacceptable for me.
He takes his hand away and closes the distance between us this time. He sits on the edge of the table right in front of me as I try to scoot away, but fail to do so, because of those restraining handcuffs.
“ Second option. ” His voice drops down a few octaves, his left hand reaching behind my head to hold my nape.
He brings the small knife forward and places its sharp tip against my throbbing vein. He knows the exact spot.
I don’t flinch, but I sure try to look down when he puts some pressure on the knife, ready to push the knife in my neck.
“ Don’t breath too deep or fast. Don’t move. ” He whispers quietly to me, causing my eyes to shoot up toward his dark orbs.
My eyes narrow down in a glare finding his face just inches away. His eyes hold the same pinning look, which leaves me holding my breath back.
Don’t breath too deep or fast. He is right. If I breath too deep or fast or if I move, the tip of the knife which is placed against my carotid artery will pierce it and I will die in maximum ten seconds.
He leans in, his face completely blank. I have a hint that he will never hesitate to slit my throat open. Right here and right now.
“ So the second option. I make you talk and then we will provide you witness protection. ” His thumb draws small threatening circles on my nape as he speaks in a hushed tone.
He knows what he is doing very well. The tickling sensation his thumb is causing me on my neck, makes me want to lean in, but the tip of the knife on the front of my neck, keeps me fixed on the same spot.
I can not lean in. I can not lean away.
Then, I frown.
“ Are not these two the same options? ” The tickling sensation distracts me enough to make me open my mouth for the second time.
He looks amused when I talk. I decide to sigh but the tip of the sharp knife doesn’t really allows me to actually go with what I am thinking.
“ They are two very different options. ” He denies my claim, leaning in.
He leaves my nape and I sigh in relief, ready to lean away when his left hand grabs my jaw, making me pout.
His fingers don’t dig in the flesh of my face, but those long fingers render me unable to move away from the tip of the blade.
“ In the first option, you will sing like a bird and we will treat you such. ” He explains and his fingers slowly put pressure on my cheek.
The frown on my forehead deepens immensely.
“ In the second option, I will have to do some work on you. ” His fingers leave my jaw and he trails his forefinger down the front of my throat, making me shiver.
“ Don’t move. ” He reminds me about the knife by pushing it a little forward when I am about to lean away from him.
His forefinger trails lower on my throat reaching my collar bone and I gulp, feeling the not-so-innocent human sensations.
“ You are not going to ask the details of the work I have to do on you? ” He fakes his surprise and leans further toward me.
I can feel his minty breath on my face now. Goosebumps rise all over my skin when he encircles the edge of my collarbone, before he pulls his hand away at once.
“ I will have to carve up this pretty hot body of yours and I will really feel bad about destroying something so beautiful. ” He breathes out, distracting me from my motto again.
He is so good at this. I can feel shivers running up and down my body just by talking to him.
I don’t want to imagine what it will be like if he really begins to CARVE up my body.
I don’t want that. I hate too much pain. I hate restraints too.
“ In the second option, you will surely tell everything but you will cry like a little bird. ” He pushes the knife forward and it pierces my skin, creating a small dot on my neck.
I hiss out, my breath stuck painfully in my throat. I swallow the lump and keep my scared round eyes fixed at him.
“ Do you want to tell me something now? ” He looks satisfied with his success, because I look shit scared in this moment.
He takes away the knife from my throat and I notice the drop of blood over it. My eyes go back up to meet his dark orbs.
“ I Wanna pee. ”
VALENTINAI don’t want to hate Agent Vitali anymore. He let me pee.When I told him that I wanted to pee, he gazed at me strangely for a good long minute and then looked away.It was awkward and embarrassing.He unlocked my handcuffs and lead me to the washrooms down the white slick clean corridor without any nasty remarks or threats.While he made me walk in front of him, he walked behind me with steady steps. I could feel my back burning due to his piercing gaze being fixed at it.Now as I stand beside the door to the washroom knowing he is right outside, I am thinking about his options.They are going to torture me until I speak up. They won’t stop even if it takes a lifetime. They won’t let me die either.The torture will become worse with each day.I want to be practical here. This brave act won’t save me from all the pain which scares every human being out there.A kn
VALENTINAAfter I agreed upon helping them, Agent Vitali lead me to the room which is right beside that interrogation room.He asked me to rest and he went to talk to the seniors or whatever.Where he has locked me this time is a plain room.White room.A white bed. White sheets. White floor. White attached door.This is unbelievable. I am beginning to despise white color.I sigh out and jog toward the bed before laying down over it. I have been unconscious for a whole day and when I woke up, I was already in that interrogation room, handcuffed to the table.Before that…I was out on shopping. I was allowed to go shopping only once in three months and many guards followed me around.I don’t even know how they managed to kidnap me after dodging all those guards.I just remember going inside the lingerie store’s dressing room. Before I could undress completely, another man
VALENTINA I don’t know how much time has passed already, considered that there is no clock in this room. They haven’t given me any food either while hours must have passed since Agent Vitali left me here. I sigh to myself while I stay seated on the bed. Raising my hand, I rub my temples, tiredness overcoming my body and mind. I need to sleep, but I can't bring myself to sleep, because I am confined in a place where people only care about what they want or need. Even if I am helpless, I must stay wide awake so I know who tried to harm me and why in general. Suddenly, the door to the white dull room opens after hours and the Agent who-I-don’t-know the name of…steps inside leisurely. His eyes land on mine and he pauses beside the door. I feel a wave of fear passing through my body for a moment, but then the utter calmness claims my mind again. “ Having fun? ” He lifts his right eyebrow in amusement and utters. This one se
VALENTINA Just what is this Agent trying to prove by acting so unprofessional with me? He wants to get the truth out of me by using seduction? That’s the worst thing he can do…to me and to himself too. I can get angry at him for doing this repeatedly, but I can’t deny the fact that his seduction works on me a great deal. “ You look hot like this. ” He whispers in the same deep voice to me and the fact that I can’t see how he is looking at me right now makes me want to hide somewhere. “ Do you seduce all female captives like this? Is this your speciality? ” I shoot back, goosebumps rising over my skin. Why do I bother to reply to him every single time in the first place? Perhaps, he is too good at his job and that’s why he is so famous among everyone. Some fear him, some like thorn clan and me. Some need him, like this agency and many more agencies do. “ It’s just you. ” He replie
VALENTINAThe ride to the so-called safe house is taking longer than I expected. To my relief, Agent Vitali is driving the car silently instead of getting on my nerves.I relax in the seat, pulling my legs up in a mannerless way. He doesn’t say anything and the blindfold around my eyes prevents me from seeing his reaction.I sigh, closing my eyes behind the blindfold and deciding to just go to sleep for a while. Not knowing where I am going or what is going to happen to me is nothing new to me so it’s not scaring me like it used to scare me before.“ We are almost there. Don’t sleep in the car as I will have to wake you up in half an hour. Sleep once we are there. ” He speaks after a long time in a casual tone and I only end up humming.My mind is too sleepy to think about what he is saying. I just want to rest before I am thrown into all difficult situations once more.Even if he knows I won&rs
VALENTINA“ This is harassment! ” I gasp, leaning away from him instantly.“ There is no law and order for you. ” He mimics my tone, the smirk still present on his lips.I squint my eyes, throwing him a glare. He is right about no law and order for me. He can do whatever he wants to me and no one will ever find out or care about it in the first place.“ Eat before you faint again. ” He whispers all of a sudden, pulling away from me.Going back to his chair, he slumps down on it and begins eating without sparing me another glance.I look down at the pasta in my plate and pick up the fork to eat. I need energy if I want to deal with this mouth-watering Agent.We both eat in silence. I keep my eyes fixed on him and he takes out his phone from his pocket while he eats.Phone…W
VALENTINAAgent Vitali briefly comes to inform me that he is leaving to see things through with this Red Daisy Club matter and as he warned me before, I shouldn’t even try anything stupid.I shake him off, not interested in anything he has to say to me. Not until he really comes back, raging or calm.Either way, I am doomed.He leaves my room and like a good prisoner, I come to see him off at the door which clicks shut with a beep when he steps outside.I wait and wait and wait. Doing nothing, taking deep breaths.What if he comes back calm and silent and tells me they have dealt with Red Daisy, ambushed, found drugs, destroyed the place - A stupid lie. What am I going to do then?Can I play this game for longer when I find out the Agency is just using me or should I find some way of my own?Just one shot at revenge…That’s all I have, I remind myself.If t
VALENTINA My blood chills in my veins but his reaction turns out to be different than what I expected. He lets out a low laugh, soft and deadly. His tongue darts out to wet his lips, tempting my eyes to follow his movement and I cave in. “ Interesting. ” He whispers under his breath, his breath fanning my face. “ Next time you try to test me, you must remember one thing…” He lets out, his voice an exotic caress. Unconsciously, I want to press my thighs together, but I can’t. He is keeping them parted, his body just inches away from pressing against mine - crushing and weighing me down. I take in a shaky breath, looking deep into his coal eyes. “ If I lose any more of my men to clear your stupid doubts…” A wry smile curls his lips. I can tell he is not going to say something good. He leans in, breaking all codes of professionalism like he always does. I squeeze my eyes shut, the sheer intensity of his ga