A/N: Just another one of my chapters. Read and enjoy but just to warn you it might be a bit sensual just nothing graphic or crazy—yet!

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Part Two

I came downstairs from the shop as soon as daylight had turned into night. I kept to myself entering the pie shop where Lovett and Toby sat, eating those disgusting, gut wrenching things that so happened to be called "Pies".

I didn't look in their direction. From the corner of my eye though, I did notice something. "What?" I turned on my heels and was in their view before I even knew what I was doing myself. My jaw tightened and my head pulsated. The suspense was tearing me apart. Toby looked at Lovett and Lovett looked at him-what was this?

I saw the boy and his bruise. That was my wrongful doing…what were they planning on doing or possibly saying to me?

The first one to move from the table was Lovett. She stood tall, her back erect and her hands falling down to pat at the dirty apron around her waist. I was on edge and my fingers twiddled.

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I found her dangerously close to me and that smile on her lips brought a wave of displeasure and uneasiness over me.

"Come with me!" she drug one dark fingertip just beneath my chin and toyed with my hair as she walked off into the other room. I didn't completely understand although I did think this was going somewhere strange and I didn't like it.

My eyes caught Toby sitting quietly at the table by the window but as soon as I met his eyes his head went down in a blink. What were these two buggers up to? Whatever it happened to be it drove me to the edge. So with nothing more to do, I follow Mrs. Lovett into the other room, where the warming fireplace glowed. I eyed the room suspiciously before my very back hit the wall with a rough encounter.

What was this?

My shoulders were pinned hard against the fragile wall by little delicate hands and I couldn't believe how easily I had been fooled.

"So Mr. T…how do you feel now?" Lovett gazed deep into my eyes, and I could feel each one of her fingers dig enormous holes into my shoulders. She was indeed a woman and I couldn't lay a finger on her or to the court house I go.

"Trapped I suppose." My brows furrowed as I wiggled beneath her surprisingly strong restraints. She didn't seem to mind.

She let out a sweet childish giggle and in the light of the warming fire in the fireplace I noticed something I never thought I would. Her beauty! She was amazingly beauty no matter those dark rings beneath her eyes.

I turned to look in the opposite direction from her, but one of her hands took a hold of my chin and turned it back. "What is it Mr. T, afraid of a lil' woman like me?" her brow raised high above the other and her head cocked to the right very slow-like. Those long, cold fingers around my chin felt strangely inviting on my skin. I felt my stomach jump and my fingers twitch. She was a dangerous woman and growing crazily attracted to her gave me the chills.

"Let go!" was all I had time to say, bringing one of my hands forward to remove hers from my shoulders. I knew they had to be bruised; her grip was so strong.

The glare I gave her worked and she stepped backwards in no time. I brushed myself off, trying to collect all of my thoughts and headed out of the present room and into the previous.

I couldn't enjoy Mrs. Lovett's company like that it was disturbing…and it was disgusting but it felt terribly good.

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I was on the second floor again, staring out the window at the dark world below. Footsteps again-I just rolled my eyes and sat back in the chair.

Had to be Lovett again and just the thought of her shook me. I did everything I could in my possession to relieve my aching mind of those thoughts but it was no use. Nothing seemed to work and they had started to get the better of myself and my own actions.

Relieving myself of a soft yet deep sigh, I sunk back deeper into my chair and let my very legs spread just enough to my needs.

I didn't realize what I was doing until it was too late to stop and that child had seen everything! How could I 'ave done that—in here, in front of that child. Why did I even attempt such actions?

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E/N: Don't even ask me about the ending (even bad-guys had crazy urges). I was just stuck and had to come up with something and yes he is slowly developing feelings for Mrs. Lovett. But he still is pondering about what he should do about that "Toby" thing ;D