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I was getting to her, and the distress in her tone was only associated with covered threats, ‘I’m pretty sure that Vanya has rules about this. And penalties.’
I found her to be amusing.
Vanya might have rules, but I owned enough zeros in my bank accounts to wipe them all away. ‘Look around you. Do you think I would be afraid of wasting any sum of money?’
It was just another business deal for Vanya. And sometimes contracts go wrong. Plus, the right sum of money would make anyone look the other way.
‘So now what? You brought me here to hurt me?’ I could feel the fear shaking in her voice. She was right, in a way. I needed to hurt her so I could try and feel some faded sparkles of life.
‘Is that what you think?’ I was intrigued, just as if I was one to analyze the reactions of a patient — clinical and detached.
‘You tell me what I should think!’ The fear in her voice couldn’t be hidden, but neither the desperate will to come through with The Pleasure.
I needed to make her recognize the danger so she could try and save herself. ‘Are you afraid of me?’ I trailed my knife further to the corner of her jaw, hoping that would make her run... make her totally hate me for the fucked-up bastard that I truly was.
Though my plans didn’t match reality, and she was much closer to my madness than I could ever have imagined, ‘No. I’m afraid of the blade. But not of you.’
‘Then you’re a fool,’ I spoke with the annoyance of the man who just lost, and yet had altogether won the grand prize.
I set her free, piercing the apple with my knife, then impaling it into the handrail.
Strangely enough, like she was even madder than I was, she dismissedthe elephantin the room and decided she was in the mood for achat, ‘It’s colder here than in the rest of the city.’
She was almost hugging herself, wrapping her arms around herself in an attempt to deal with the coldness of the night, whilst staring into the bottomless pit that lay beneath us.
‘It gets like this at night. Because of the altitude. You should go inside. I’ll be there in a little while,’ I chose to stare into the same abyss, giving her a last chance to walk away. Things would have been so much easier for her if she would. But after an hour of remaining in the night’s air, I returned to find her still there, waiting for me like an immortal nymph, ready to shatter the last of my sanity away.
The one thing I loved most in the world was the fire. Fire breaks and fire births characters, purifying everything in its path — everything except for my soul. I had no idea how but my companion for the night seemed to be aware of my weakness, or maybe it was just some kind of unearthly connection that was making her wait for me in front of the fireplace, on a wool rug I often used myself to stretch my feet.
She had wasted her chance to save herself. It was time for me to do what I did best — seduce her into playing my game, even if this time around, I would have preferred to spend the night alone. And I still had time to do that. I could have just sent her away in just a snap of the fingers. But there was something holding me back, sealing my lips so I couldn’t speak the words.
Instead, I somehow managed to apologize for my behavior, ‘Are you ok? I’m sorry for the way that I acted. Sometimes my past seems to get the best of me.’
My demons were challenging my mind, taking the first steps into seducing her so she would remain and nurture them. Not that much seducing was in order since the desperation written on her face was letting me know she had no other choice.
‘I’ve been through worse. I’ll live,’ she murmured in a bitter tone. I hurt her, and I would eventually pay a price for that.
‘I’ll make it up to you... Somehow…’ There had to be something that she wanted because there was something that I wanted of her...
‘Then you can start by answering one of my questions. What am I supposed to do here?’ She was confused about The Pleasure.
How strange was that?
Considering the dismay imprinted in her eyes, she should have joined all women before her and made an offer herself. But maybe I was wrong and she wasn’t willing to take the step to follow her sinful desires and save whatever she needed saving.
That made her that more dangerous.
I wanted her to be exactly like all the others, even though my heart felt that she was far from any of the women who ever stepped into my room.
‘First of all, I want to ask you a question. Do you know who I am?’ I was curious about who I really was to her — the king or the mad pawn.
‘I’m sorry, but no. I just moved into town a month ago.’
That answered my question. For her, I was the madman who lived in a golden cage. That’s all.
‘Don’t be. It’s better that you don’t.’ In fact, it was perfect that she didn’t know who I was or any of the rumors about my past.
‘I did hear the guard at the gate call you by your last name. Mr. Ayers. But that didn’t ring any bells.’
