Stranger in my heart (Completed)

Trapped

Nina got tossed to a bed. Hanks is looming above her. She's staring him with wide frightened eyes.

Chrissy pulls her hair.

She asks, "Are you ready to talk now?"

Nina nods immediately.

"Tell me everything you know."

Nina's voice is trembling when she says, "People are dying out there. Because chemical bombs you set up. New breed of Virus. Made by Prof. Alex."

A hard slap to her cheek.

Chrissy orders, "Continue. Skip the boring parts."

Nina could feel blood in her mouth. She asks frightfully, "Why? Why are you doing this?"

"US government will pay for what they took from me."

Nina yells, "This is England! Not USA!"

Hanks chuckles. He says, "She still got brain matters. I'm also curious, Chrissy. Why here? Not back home?"

"I had my reasons. Now spill the beans."

Nina's voice falter when she says, "Kate said she got the antivirus."

"Excellent. Hanks, go grab some foods for our guest."

Hanks asks, "Will I have fun with her?"

A cold murderous intent made him leave that spot right away. Chrissy looks deadly today. Better not get on her wicked side.

Hanks used to threaten Chrissy. Ordered her to follow his rules. Until they got into a nasty quarrel and involved in a fight.

And she almost killed him on spot.

Turned out she's a better fighter than him. Despite her frail looking body. She's one tough lady. Don't ever offended her.

Chrissy has left the room.

Hanks sits next to Nina on the bed.

He mocks, "You looks bored. Wanna me to humor you?"

"No!"

Hanks kisses her bare neck. Licking her ear lobe. His hands explore her body.

"Please, no..." whispers Nina.

His right hand rubs her thigh, going higher and higher up. Soon he'll reach her private spot.

"Hanks! We got company!" warns Chrissy when she's walking back into the room.

He quickly releases poor Nina. Earning a deadly stare from Chrissy. The female villain makes a gesture to go out.

A knock on the door, repeated in a certain interval.

Hanks open the door after taking a peek.

A pizza guy is holding two boxes of pizzas. He looks like a nerdy skinny guy.

He asks, "I'm not late, am I? Twenty one dollars, Sir. We got chicken mushrooms and meat lovers. As requested."

A deadly stare from Hanks. He says coldly, "We don't order pizza."

"Really? It's 32B, right?"

"It's 32 D," replies Hanks coldly.

"I'm very sure it's B not D. Sorry, Sir. See I got this dyslexia problem. Sometimes I just mixed up..."

Hanks lifts his jacket a bit to show his gun on his waist. The pizza guy stops his blabbing. He quickly hands the pizza boxes to Hanks.

"It's on me, Sir. Excuse me."