His hot breath tickled her ear, making her body stiffen up. Fuck, she was definitely in trouble this time. "Momoko, my baby. Why have you returned to my humble abode?" The mere silence of the grand bedroom did not help her raging heartbeat. Not a single blink of light peered into the room, everything was boarded up; from large windows leading to the verandas and to the tiniest crevices. Despite the place she was standing was fully pitch black, Akatsutsumi Momoko had one thing in her eyesight that she was focused on.
Brick Jojo.
Her limbs became frozen in a heartbeat once the male's throaty chuckle came echoing. His deep voice rang through her ears, instantly snapping her out of a daze. "My beautiful lady. I have truly missed you." Brick's cold and pale arms linked around Momoko's petite waist and dug his face into the crook of her neck. Chills shot down her spine and goosebumps trickled her arms. She felt like her legs were converting into Jell-O. Her upper lip was sucked in, bottom teeth gnawing painfully at the thin skin. Momoko always had been submissive to him, like a slave to her master. Was it because she had strong, loving feelings for him or something else? Mixed emotions washed over her mind and she felt like passing out any second.
This was not supposed to happen. She was ready to protest, but to her surprise it did not come out as expected. Momoko loathed the way Brick has her wrapped around his dead, pale finger. She despised the way he controlled her mind.
"I'm ready for you to take me back." His large hand swiped across her face, grabbing Momoko's soul into his palm and all there was left was her limp body in his strong arms. With satisfaction, Brick's dimple fiercely flashed at her slim sleeping figure before disappearing into thin air.
Tick. Tock. Tick Tock.
Time later froze.