She watched him slowly getting up from his large swivel chair and walking towards her. His striking eyes giving her a perusal from head to toe, making her heart beat wide. She wanted to hide from him. With each step, he was taking towards her it was making her legs tremble more and more. The anxiety building up in her mind was evident through her eyes.
His face was expressionless and so were his eyes. Dark and cold. Just like every other time.
Blinking in her fear, she matched his gaze as he stood infront him.
"Agree?" His grave voice asked.
"Yes. I agree to your condition," she uttered, "I agree to-to spend a night with you," The sentence alone made her look down with shame.
He perched her chin between her hands but she pulled her face away from his grip.
"Don't touch me!" she grit
