Marcel was stood in the middle of the room naked.
Just like last time Emanuel circled him deep in thought. However this time he didn't have the wicked smirk on his face. It was replaced by a frown and a furrowed brow. They both stayed silent for a few minutes.
Marcel's breath picked up when he felt Emanuel walk close behind him.
'You're afraid?'
'No.' Marcel replied.
'Good.'
'Why are you here?' Emanuel said and sat on the couch. He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
'Princess got hurt.' Marcel whispered.
'And?'
'I didn't take care of her....'
'No. Try again.' he taunted and went to the cupboard next to his study table.
'Lincoln?' Marcel questioned.
Emanuel stayed silent. He took in a deep breath before unlocking one of the drawers and pulling out pink fluffy handcuf
