Bargaining With The Devil

After a long day at the office trying to work herself out to the top at the office, Grace decides to take a cleansing bath when she hears a loud crash come from her bedroom.
With the curiosity to find out what that was, she steps out the bath tub wrapping a towel above her breasts to investigate. She grabs a bar of soap, puts it into a sponge and wraps it so as to attack whoever it was that invaded her home at such ungodly hour of the night.

Grace put all seeds of fear behind her as she opened the door slowly...at first she didn't see anyone, but when she stepped into the room...beside her dressing mirror sat a strange being. The very strange figure that kept appearing to her in her dreams..
Immediately, her spirit left her body and she could feel her head swelling at the sight of him. She fought for the voice to speak as she fidgeted.

"W..who are you and how did you get into my house?"

"I'm talking to you.." she proceeded to her drawers slowly where she had kept the sage given to her by a psychic to drive of evil.
"who the hell are you?!!"

Panic filled her as the unknown man appeared right before her in a twinkle of an eye.
He gripped her wrist and she felt it...
That icy touch that burned her skin strangely. Realising this, her eyes met his and she knew...this was no ordinary being.
She feared greatly that this might be her last day on earth when the unknown man tightened his grip on her wrist.
A tear escaped her eyes as she had not the voice to express her pain and fear. He leaned in closer to inhale her scent, trying to read her...wondering why she had summoned him. As soon as his nose meets her throat, she awakes from a sleep she didn't realise she was having, gasping for air.
She felt a sharp pain on her left wrist and when she studied it, she could see it was slightly burnt and this sends chills down her spine because she knew now, she wasn't safe anymore.