The Devil's Apprentice

nd his eyes traced the red drop

ed with eyes that expressed his exc

on her lips. "How may I be of help to you?" She casually asked, however,

though, he wasn't her

ber from a friend in the bar. I called a day ago, but I didn't receive an answer and that same friend

king it twice before letting go.

rly new to this, how much d

dol

t of what's in my briefcase if I g

at she had made the wrong decision, for inside Emmanuel's briefcase wasn't money, but his st

, but since you offered double,

ch her struggle to acquire fresh air and struggle to loosen th

be fun and Emmanuel was

when he was pleased with her impotence and tenu

s mirrored hers, eyes acces

he setting of her living room, the dustiness of her staircase an

er walls too were clean, no poster, no decoration; just plain white and the furniture were m

he centre of the room before greedily l

the front of her robe until it came loose. She shrugged it off

unblemished and seemingly soft. It was bare of hair an

aint and tarnish such a bea

ing at her cheek, tightly squeezing it. "You're beautiful, but I'd like

he chair, sitting her down and then he opened up his

d, lips slipping ajar.

m pulling out every single

lled out his pliers, placing it on the floor and then he t

Emmanuel stooped before his victim, fastening her hands behind her

ically lost in fear, but she surprised him when she slo

of five as I had initially p

"Open up, we can't have you screaming to the whole nei

nk of this chap, tel