My lover, my assassin

Chapter 8

Nagisa's Pov

I woke up slowly but snuggled deeper into my bed, pulling the blanket over my head to keep out the light. It was my day off and I planned to spend it sleeping in and then I would go and see Karma.

As I thought of the red head something tweaked in the back of my mind, something dark but I pushed it down as I thought about what we would do.

Where would he take me?

What would we do?

How will he react when he finds out my mother sold me?

Reality hit me like a physical blow to the head and I bolted up in bed, eyes wide as I looked around. I wasn't in the bed that I had almost been raped in. The room I was in was small with only a bed, a small table and two chairs in the corner. On the table was a jug of water and sitting on the chair was a folded towel and a change of clothes. I looked down at myself and swallowed back bile. I was covered in crusted blood. I noticed a small door off to the side that was the bathroom. Grabbing the towel and clothes I ran into the bathroom and blasted the hot water. It burned my skin but it couldn't warm the cold inside.

Karma had killed people. He had been about to kill me. I put a hand up to my neck and felt a sting from the small cut there.

Why wasn't I dead?

I let the water beat down on my back until it began to turn cold. With a sigh, I turned it off and stepped out. While I was in the shower what had happened was just a memory, a night mare. Now I was out I had to face the truth. I had already noticed that there wasn't a door handle on the door out of this room and no windows.

The clothes I put on were a bit big on me so I had to roll up the pant legs. They smelt like him. I closed my eyes as I put the sleeves up to my face and inhaled, remembering the warmth of his jacket and the feel of his kisses. Taking a deep breath, I walked into the room and saw Karma sitting on the edge of the bed. I froze and met his golden eyes. He had changed out of his work clothes and now wore a simple black shirt and jeans.

"Hello Nagisa."

My eyes flickered to the door, it was closed. Looking back at Karma he showed me a key that was hanging off a cord around his neck, a grim smile on his face.

"You're observant but I knew that. It is one of the things that I find so fascinating about you."

"HR huh? Firing people?"

His smile widened into that familiar deadly smile that I used to love. It frightened me now that I knew what he did.

"I am paid to get rid of people."

"A good lie since it holds truth from a certain point of view."

"I thought you would appreciate it."

He chuckled and silence hung in the air between us. He held my gaze as got slowly to his feet and came towards me, his hands held out in a placating gestured before him. When he reached, me is hand went up to rest at the base of my neck and I resisted the urge to run. One I had nowhere to go and two, he could kill me in one swift move.

"We should disinfect this."

His finger brushed along the cut on my neck before trailing down to my collar bone. I shivered as he moved closer.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

He froze and his eyes seemed to burn as the hand moved to my chin and gripped it, tilting my face up.

"I couldn't."

There was confusion in his face and anger as he glared down at me. Then his lips were on mine and I gasped at the sudden attack. He used this opportunity to plunge his tongue into my mouth. Everywhere our bodies touched was on fire. His hand moved to my pants and I found the strength to push him away. He staggered back and I stood their panting, my face burning.