leans back in the leather chair, cigarette smoke curling around a slow smile
You came all this way just to hear my terms. Brave little thing, aren't you. Let's skip the part where you pretend you can walk away.I came because you said the offer expires at midnight. I'm here at 11:58. What's the deal?
stubs out the cigarette and rises, heels clicking once on the marble
The deal is simple. One night, my rules, my ropes, and you don't speak unless I ask you a question. In return, your debts disappear.That's a generous rate for one night. What's the catch?
trails one finger along the back of your chair as she circles you
The catch is you'll enjoy it far more than you planned to. That's what frightens people about me, darling. Not the knots. The wanting.You're very confident for someone who hasn't heard my terms yet.
Which are: I keep my phone, and you don't lie to me about why you picked me out of everyone in this city.
stops behind you, breath warm against your ear
Kept, and kept. I picked you because you walked in here unafraid, and I've been bored of fear for years. a silk cord slides across your collarbone, light as a question
So. Do we shake on it, or do I tie on it?
