Evelyn Walker (Book One)

Prologue

'You're not like any other toy living in this building.' He said annoyed whilst standing behind me in the dark room.

We had been in this situation before. The dark room, me sitting in the armchair and him standing behind me.

'What makes you think that?' I asked, shifting rather uncomfortable in the armchair. The fact that I couldn't see his face, was agitating me more than ever right now.

'You blood doesn't taste like anything else I've ever drank, did you know that?'

'I did not.' I flinched underneath his touch when he moved his left hand towards my neck, pushing my hair towards the left over my bare shoulder.

With his right hand he touched the naked and exposed skin from my neck, stroking the two red dots he had left behind the night before.

'But that's not the only strange thing. You do taste the same as one other person in this building. Can you guess who it is?' I did not have to see his face to know that he was smiling, he enjoyed playing games with me.

'No.' I could feel how my heartbeat started throbbing painfully in my throat, and I knew he could feel it too.

'You shouldn't lie to me, Evelyn. It is impossible to lie to me.'

In my head I knew it was impossible to lie to him, but my heart was screaming that I had to protect the one person I loved the most. I could not let her down right now.

'I'm not lying to you, Aiden.' It hurt to say his name out loud. He chuckled whilst stroking my neck with his thumb.

'Why don't we let this other person into the room with us,' he asked, even though it wasn't really a question, 'Thomas, please let the other toy in.'

Thomas, the guard that had been standing in the corner of the room next to the pitch black curtains that blocked out the daylight, walked towards the heavy wooden doors. He slipped through them, disappearing out of sight for just a split second.

I could feel Aiden's grip on my arm, lifting me out of the armchair I had been sitting on this whole time.

'Stand up to greet our guest, Evelyn.' He leaned against the wooden desk whilst placing me in front of him and slipping one arm around my waist, as if he owned my whole body. The cold of his own posture hit me against the back uncomfortable.

Thomas re-entered the room whilst dragging the other person behind him like an caged animal in ropes. Her hands were tied in front of her body and her eyes were covered with a black cloth.

You could hear her whimper, obviously scared by everything that was happening to her at this exact moment. The way she feared for her life made my heart shatter in a million pieces, but I couldn't show it on my face.

'Evelyn, I want you to meet Nadia. But I have a feeling you already know each other.'