Challenging a Cold Heart

Chapter 8: Date

I was fidgety and my eyes kept darting around, looking for a way to escape in case I had to make a run for it. Actually, I wanted to run even now but feared the consequences could be worse. I followed Lorraine down a closed narrow corridor. She stopped at a huge black door with intricate carvings of lion heads on both sides of the door.

I looked nervously at Lorraine "Don't be scared. Emma certainly liked it. Besides, the wax I prepared has healing properties. It also desensitizes the skin from feeling pain. There could be a little bit of pain but it would be fun if you give it a try. Don't worry! Emma said Luc is good at making a writhing mess of people." She told me with a wink and that didn't reassure me at all. I am sure I will be a writhing mess of pain at the end of the session, I thought skeptically. I can only hope it doesn't get too bloody. Ugh! The very thought made me shiver in nerves. The girls may think this was going to be some kind of sexual preliminary but I knew Luc better. He looked disappointed earlier because he couldn't kill me as he intended. I knew he wouldn't change his heart in mere hours after meeting me. He surely has something else planned for me.

The sound of Luc's voice asking to come inside drew me out of my preoccupied thoughts. Lorraine gave me a thumb up sign before leaving quickly. I looked at her retreating back as my heart sank to the pits of my stomach with dread. I stared at the door and finally decided to make a run for it. But to my shock, the narrow corridor had a grill like gate now. I didn't remember it being there before when I came in with Lorraine. I tried rattling it and suddenly it started moving, pushing me back in the narrow corridor until I was almost pressed up against the black door. Panicking, I quickly opened the door, falling unceremoniously inside. Luc was standing in the massive room as if he was waiting for me with his hands folded on his chest.

"Did you try to run away?" He asked me and I quickly shook my head mutely as I took in the room. It looked like some kind of BDSM dungeon. An entire wall was decorated with different types of whips and what looked to me like torture instruments. Luc was standing beside a steel bed. A chill went down my spine as I took in my eerie surroundings. I glanced at Luc who was walking over to me. He was wearing blue jeans and a white long sleeved shirt which he had rolled up, showing his masculine forearms. I thought he would be wearing black leather clothes with a whip or something. I averted my eyes quickly.

"I thought you would be excited to be on our first date." He said as he stood above me and my head whipped up to meet his eyes.

"D-date?" I whispered incredulously.

"Yes." He drawled.

"Why delay it when we could start your challenge now?" He asked me with an evil smirk.

"You are really that eager to wax me?" I asked with disbelief.

I saw annoyance flash across his handsome face. "You will know what I intend to do with you pretty soon." He told me.

I gave him an alarmed look. That didn't sound very promising.

"Stand up!" He told me and I very reluctantly I stood up.

"Come." He told me as he walked towards the steel bed that looked like it belonged in a surgical theatre. I glanced at the equipments beside the bed and panicked. There was a tray table filled with different types of surgical knives, injections and dressing material. What if he did what he did to my uncle to me? I wondered. Suddenly, I just bolted in fear.

I could feel Luc looking at me as I ran and tripped over something, resulting in me being caught up in a net. Frantically, I tried to escape, but I got tangled more in it and the net started ascending up with me in it.

"Tsk. Are you that scared of your husband Vincent?" Luc asked with a scoff and I looked down from where I was tangled up. I saw him walk over to me until he was standing below me. As he walked, I saw him remove his belt from his belt loop.