36| Your Screams Are My Aphrodisiac.

I jolt awake at the sound of a gun discharging at the side of my head. A ringing sound hums in my ear as the smell of pungent Nitroglycerin fills my nostrils.

It's never a good feeling when you wake up with your heart threatening to tear through the layers of flesh in your chest.

When the light in the room suddenly comes on, I look around, taking in the view that surrounds me, and I'm made aware that I am still being held against my will.

The hope that it was all a nightmare crumbles into fine dust when my gaze finds Konstatins'.

My breath hitches.

He brings the gun's barrel to his mouth and licks it while his eyes are fixed on mine.

I shut my eyes, covering them with my hands. “I'm still trapped in my nightmare,” I whisper in a trembling voice that sends shards of awareness up my spine.

Wrapping my arms around my knees, I try to block him out as I start to rock back and forth.

“I was going to let you suffer a little longer in your dreams, but my curiosity got the better of