the chosen spy

Chapter 3 Threats

Juliet
I opened my eyes and blinked at the surroundings. It was pitch black. I realized that my hands were tied on the back of the chair. I tried to budge but to no avail.

Whoever had kidnapped me was clever enough to remove my coat in which I had tucked my knives but not clever enough to search me. That was because I kept pins hidden underneath my sleeves. So the tight metalled chained locks bounding my hands were just my type of thing.
The door of the room opens and I could see the silhouette of a  man. The lights open up and he strides forward towards me.

He was not just a man but a young one at that. I look at him, absorbing the details. Lean built, sharp jaw, dark grey, cold and calculating eyes directed at me only. Handsom! He seemed familiar.
" What do you want from me?", I ask that usual starting question from my handsome kidnapper. Cliché, right? But there was another reason: I needed to distract him.

No reply.
" I said what do you want from me and why have you put me up in chains??"
He regarded me with his cool gaze and said "Let's not waste our time, so I'm being direct with it: I need you to work for me".
"huh..What kind of work??".
"Be my spy".
I waited for details but none came.
Relax Juliet. Breathe! This man isn't going to hurt you. But I doubted that.
Without wasting time, I had started work on the locks on my hands tied to my back. Now where had I seen him??
"What kind of spy work?".
"I'll tell you that later. Once you have accepted to work for me", his voice was so calm.
"So why the need of kidnapping me?". I needed some time to figure out the locks. Who was he?? I can't remember him even after searching my goddamn brain for his familiar face.
"Because I knew you wouldn't accept this. You would put up a fight".
" How well you know me", I exclaimed as my locks opened, chains fell to the ground. Recalling my fighting skills, I swung my puch on his face.
But what was suprising? He caught my hand in mid air. The same happened with my other hand. I tried to kick him in the gut but he slid off easily and instead my leg kicked empty air. Hell this guy!!

In frustration I tried to hit him with every might I had using both the arms just like a fractic girl would do because at that time I had forgotten all my fighting skills. Come on Juliet! You just killed two men yesterday! Why not now?? But he caught my arm, swung and bent it with such a force that left me screaming from pain.

An atrempt to free my hand from his tight grasp lead us tumbling to the floor until he was on top of me. I kicked him and pushed him with such force that he fell to the side. I stood up. But he was fast and as soon as I was on my feet, in a blur, he shoved me towards the wall with great force.
I was pinned to the wall with this gorgeous shape of a man in front of me. Wow, I was being sandwiched between a wall and a handsone man, Lucky me!

But I guess luck wasn't on my side this day. In no time, he pointed his knife's sharp blade onto my neck. Actually not his knife but MINE! It was the blade of my knife. The cold steel blade dug deeper into my neck.

"A knife only?? and to be precise MY knife?Is that all you have?? why not kill me with a gun and finish this all?", I taunt him.
"Because I don't want you to be dead. Yet!".
"But I don't want to be YOUR spy", I bellowed.
Any kind of attempts to squirm away from him were in vain.
"Whether you want it or not you will obey me", and then leaning closer until his lips brushed my ear, he whispered "Beacause I have your MOTHER!".
His words sent shivers down my spine.