Scarlet Larin, a 22 year-old millionaire working as an assassin for the deadliest company in the organization. But even tho she may be praised she has been keeping a secret from everyone in the bathroom of her beach house which no one is allowed to...
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'I can't love him, he can't love me.' I repeat to myself in my head over and over again, but nothing works. I can't stop thinking about him.
Ever since his hand slipped against mine, and his hands always draped against my waist while his fingers brush slightly against my hips, how the fuck can I not like him?!
I know what I did earlier in the bathroom was kind of cruel by leaving him in the tub with only cuffs, but I need to do it again.
He already tried to escape, but I remembered he managed to free himself some how. Maybe the basement could work?
I mean the basement's got stairs that I don't think he can hop, he can only crawl but then he has to hop to open the door, it could work and he could actually manage to escape but the chances will be low, I'll anyways hear and again, check the cameras.
Chances are low for him to escape, and I'll definitely not feel the same way I'm doing now. I'll definitely not feel my heart beating loudly, the simplest interactions make me feel so intoxicated, or the simple smile he has makes my heart beat and my face flush.
He would anyways never feel the same way I felt, right?
The only way to keep a way to not feel anything for him, is to distance myself from him.
I need to use Chloroform for this.
It's extremely risky, and even one consumption or inhaling can make one have cancer, liver and lung damage, and at high doses can cause respiratory depression and coma.
I don't want him to have any problems but, if he were to breath in a small portion, maybe a pinch of the chemical, would he pass out?
I then thought of using ketamine, but that would also give some problems.
"Fuck it." I mutter as I try to wiggle out of his grasp as he's cuddling me, it would be around 2 in the morning, I didn't give a fuck.
I got up and realized that if I wanted to trap him to the basement I had to use the shed, fuck.
I then remembered a hidden door, I installed it two years ago for whenever I needed to be calm.
I looked to the bookshelf and walked over to it before wrapping my fingers around the shelf and pulling it, some noise could be heard.
Creak.
The bookshelf was opened to reveal a room, it had a desk and chair, a small window that was tinted so that no one could see from the outside, and some designs on the wall, I glanced to see a bed, I remember bringing it a year back for whenever I wanted to sleep here for late night designing, I went in the hidden room and dragged the matress to the middle, I wasn't that cruel and kept a blanket along with a pillow before walking out the secret room, into my main bedroom.
I looked at Aaran sleeping, my face softened as I gazed down at him.
I had to break the deal.
It wasn't a fucking option, it was a necessity.
I pulled him into my arms and carried him into the secret room before tucking him in, I left to find some things to use, I couldn't find anything except chains.
Those chains I used for my designs and one of those parties. I grinned and grabbed them before dashing back into the room, the metal sounds of the chains hitting against eachother as I grab both of Aarans wrists and tie them together with the chains.
He groaned and opened his eyes to see me.
His vision was blurry for a bit before his eyes widened as he could see me more clearly.
"Scarlet? Why are my wrists together?" He said confused as he looked up to see them chained.
"I'm sorry."
My voice was low, and the sound was almost under a whisper.
"What?"
He muttered as his eyebrows furrowed.
"I'm breaking the deal, its to dangerous to continue."
I mumble.
"Dangerous?"
He whispered.
"Yes, dangerous."
"How?"
I shifted my gaze to him, his eyes were looking betrayed.
I glided my hands to my sides and crossed my hands together.
"I...I feel things around you."
His gaze softened and his eyebrows stopped being furrowed slightly.
"Things?"
He whispered, his voice low as he stopped furrowing his eyebrows.
"Yes, many things."
Our heart beats could be heard across the room, beating loudly.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
"What kind of things?"
He whispers while tilting his head up to look at my face.
"Things one shouldn't think of."
That sounded wrong, so fucking wrong.
Why do I always slur my words.
"Like the way your heart is beating? The way your cheeks are flushed?"
He said as I turned my gaze to see him grinning widely, fucking tease.
I was surprised how he could see my face being flushed considering the room was only being shined with the light, illuminating the room.
"Yes."
With that he pulled his wrists afar, my eyes widened as I watch him break the chains, how the fuck could he break chains but not cuffs? Did I not tie him up properly with the chain?
I immediately gulped harshly and took a step back as I saw him get up before hopping his way to me.
"Why?"
"What?"
"Why do you feel these things? What makes you feel these things, Scarlet?"
He said as he pinned me against the wall.
"Your smile...makes me calm."
"Only?"
I look away flushed.
Wait I'm his captivator, I immediately looked at him.
I pushed him and opened the secret room door and slammed him out, he fell on the floor of my bedroom. I left the secret room and stood beside him as I shut my secret room, I watched him look at me while still grinning.
I felt bad for pushing him but I'm his captivator.
"Listen here."
I say as I walk over and kneel, gripping his chin and pulling it up roughly.
"Don't fucking boss me around, little captive."
The moment I say that he immediately looked at me.
"What if I do?"
His voice was not low, not said in a whisper, but instead was husky.
"You will be slapped."
He immediately shut up and hopped onto his tail as I let go of his chin and got up, he hopped to his side of the bed and went back, I sighed and crawled onto the bed.
"Once you make a deal, you can't break it. I'm staying up here in your place.
He growled before wrapping his arms around me, almost possessively and nuzzling his head into my neck, my heart was beating loudly.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
I fluttered my eyes shut, next thing I know was that I was asleep and so was he, his grip on me loosened as he slept, still cuddling me.
