Chapter 6

He’s sitting in front of me and I started to breathe heavily again.

My mouth is taped, making me sob.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry.” He held the side of my face but I quickly flinched.

“Listen. If you promise not to scream, I will take the tape out..” I immediately nodded.

“But if you scream..” he just smiled and that terrifies me to the bones.

I shaked my head to promise him so he ripped it out and I squinted my eyes from the pain.

“Why did you.. do it.” I asked after a second. My heart feels like it could give out with the amount of panic I feel.

“When I asked your maid, I was serious. Sadly, you don’t like me the same.” He then chuckles.

“I’m smart to know why and you told me why so it’s clear as water. But..” his thumb grazed my cheek, “I am not the profession I withhold.”

What??

His hands then stroke each side of my thighs, making me quiver.

“You want answers right? No one asked to have your aunt killed.”

“S-So you just also killed her out of boredom? I-Is that it?” I started to tear then he shook his head.

“It’s sad you know, to have all the money in the world yet you feel the poorest of the poor.” He looks at me intently.

“I don’t get what you mean.” I said in irritation.

“Your aunt is a nice woman, but her life is so.. black and blue. Her son is a drug addict who's a senator while her husband is in another woman’s house..” 

“What..” it’s no wonder I have always had an ill-feeling with her son, that's why we’re not close.

But.. uncle?

“But why are you telling me this in a riddle? Just tell me straight.” 

“Patience, cupcake. Almost there.” He smirks. 

He pulled my chair closer to him, making my knees now in between his thighs.

Just a little more and I could knee is dick.

“Two years ago, I got a message from a lady asking for a hitman with any amount I could name, just to agree. I was in my prime, killing, but I also wanted to stop, so I told myself, she’s the last..” 

He paused for a moment to stare at me before he continued. “She emailed me an address, a note and a picture of the target, the notes stated to kill anytime within a year.” 

I kept listening, getting confused..

“I was confused just like you right now.” he laughed at my face.

“I asked the client why the indefinite date and time, she said she wants to not see it coming, that her life is all but a tumbleweed.” 

“Are you saying.. my aunt was your client, basically- consensual homicide?? What?” He nodded.

“Before I did my work, I did a background check on her family and I got to know you, cupcake.” 

“You’re very alluring to spy at..” 

“L-Let me go, look, you’re free.. I got my answer, I won’t point you to anyone, I promise.” 

“You promised to fuck me first.” He smirked and I gulped again.

“You don’t want that happening again? Remember when you kept moaning? Oh you cum so much-”

“S-Stop!” 

He chuckled. “I’m not afraid to be found, besides. You didn’t find me, I found you.” 

I tried to break the cuffs but I could only scream in pain.

Shit, all this time, from the very beginning, he could already escape yet he took all the beatings and starved. The fuck is wrong with him?? That acting was something else.

He held my jaw to look at him.

“Your aunt was my last client, yet I killed again out of jealousy.” He let go of my face as he went closer to uncuff my hands behind while I avoided my face unto his.

I heard the cuff fall on the floor but his hands held my wrist in place.

I looked away because I can’t take our close proximity- 

I huffed a sigh in fear when he started sucking my neck.

“No, no, no, please..” I muttered. 

“You didn’t say that when we were doing it.” He mumbled on my neck and his hot breath started to seduce my body.

No, this can’t be.

I was out of my mind when he pulled me up and dragged me to the spot he was always chained standing up.

“No.. no.. j-just leave already, I promise not to speak-”

He just forcefully lifted my hands up and I watched as he cuffed my wrists with it.

He’s too damn strong for me to do anything.

“W-What are you doing.. don’t kill me.” 

We walked behind me, it seemed to circle me like a hyena seeing a wounded gazelle..

I tried to turn with him to follow what he does.

“My arms are numb already, please..” 

He stopped and looked at my wrists.

“Will it be better if I chain your ankles then?” He smiled at me and it disturbs me so much.

“Y-Yes..” I had to agree, my arms will fall off, they easily cramp.

He took a pair of cuffs from the table. I am so wrong to have put all the weapons here in the same room.

He crouched down and I felt the cold metal around my ankles.

I got chills when he stood up, sliding his hand inside my shirt and feeling my stomach.

“Is it painful?” He’s referring to my arms. I nodded so he released my arms and I gasped when my arms fell to my sides, cramping.

“You’re too quick to lose blood circulation.” He said, checking my wrists before cuffing them together in my front this time.

“Just what are you going to do with me..” 

He looked at me, held my face then he kissed me.

I took a step back, forgetting I’m bound by my feet so I lost balance but he was fast to hug me tight, making it much harder to avoid him.