"Sebastian," Ciel called. This girl had infuriated him enough how could she resist him? What was with her? Who was she?

His butler moved from his position from the door and appeared next to him. "Yes my Lord?"

"Hold her."

In a flash, Sebastian grabbed the girl, pulling her to her feet suddenly. He kept her wrists in one of his hands, well above her head, making her nearly have to stand on her toes so that not all the strain was on her wrists.

She didn't know when but he had gotten a thin blade. Ornate and detailed, almost delicate looking. But she knew it could kill her almost too easily.

The blue eyed creature placed the blade gently under her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"It's a pity you won't tell me…" He said with a sigh, running to blade gently down her throat, not enough to cause her to bleed, but enough to make its presence felt. She tensed, wanting nothing more than to be away from its sharp surface.

"For the love of God, if you're planning on killing me do it already! I am not to be toyed with! Do you understand?" Her sudden temper surprised both men in the room.

The younger chuckled. "I have no intention to kill you. Oh no, a stab in the chest would be much too simple for a woman of your sophisticated standard," He said, pressing the tip of the blade against her fast beating heart.

"So you plan on torturing me to death? That is, oh so becoming for an Earl." She spat sarcastically. Ciel was even more intrigued. How did she know all this?

Who the hell was she?!

"Still not in the mood to tell me your name then?" He inquired. Her steel like gaze could have answered it for him. "What do you think?"

Ciel sighed. "Such a pity." The brought the blade down the front of her nightdress slightly, slicing the black silk nightdress until about her bellybutton. She shrieked in surprise and humiliation. The black silk fell off her shoulders slightly but not very far thanks to the repulsive creature behind her holding her arms up. She instantly tried to cover her now exposed skin but the older creature's hand kept her arms above her head in a firm grip.

She jerked her wrists but it didn't change anything.

She froze again when the blade now touched her bare skin. He pressed the blade a little harder, causing thin lines of blood to appear on her once perfect skin.

Angry tears ran down her cheeks. She felt none of the pain, the anger she felt was far too intense. She refused to be humiliated this way. The blue eyed creature walked toward her slowly, until they were as close as possible without actually touching. "I didn't want to mark your beautiful skin, so why do you make me?" She didn't reply. Instead, she kicked him hard in the stomach, which wasn't difficult, due to the fact the other creature's grip was so tight on her wrists that she could effectively use it as a leverage and easily lift herself off the ground to kick him hard. She knocked him clean off his feet and he disappeared from her direct line of vision.

But he was only gone for a matter of seconds, he was quickly back again.

But now he was furious.

The young girl screamed out in pain, desperately thrashing in Sebastian's tight hold on her. Anger and humiliated tears were running down her cheeks.

"Just tell me…" Ciel whispered in her ear, tracing his long demonic nails across her now bare shoulders, her nightdress hanging loosely and torn on her body, all modesty and dignity shredded along with it. Ciel hated to admit it, but she did have an incredibly appealing body. She tried flinching away from him, but Sebastian's grip on her was much too tight. She shook her head stubbornly. "Why do you have to know?!" But her question fell on deaf ears as Ciel suddenly dug his nails into her shoulders, causing more deep wounds and more pain. She cried out again, blood slowly dripping down her body.

Her body began trembling as she forced herself to stand. She would not crumble, Ciel realised this quickly. With Sebastian still holding her wrists above her head Ciel snaked his arms around her waist, towering over the younger girl. She glared up at him tiredly.

"Just tell me your name and all the pain will end…" He said into her ear temptingly, gently tracing over bare skin to silk covered skin. His cool fingers were doing wonders on her pained skin but she refused to enjoy it. She wanted to indulge on his softer nature, it would provide her the comfort she sought. But she wasn't stupid. The second she left her guard down, that annoying creature would pounce on her. She wasn't entirely sure what the creatures in the room had planned, but she didn't plan on hanging around to find out.

The creature's cold hands crawled gently across the expanse of her bare back. It was gentle, caring almost. As if that creature would care about someone like her.

Getting impatient, Ciel dug his nails into her back, causing her to subconsciously move even closer to him in a vain attempt to get away from his unnaturally sharp nails. She cried out in pain again as she lost even more blood. She couldn't take anymore, her knees gave way and Ciel quickly caught her around the waist. Sebastian still held onto her wrists without complaint. A small sob escaped her.

"Your name?"

She glared hatefully up at him, but the sob couldn't help but escape her lips now.

"It's Emily. Emily McCarthy." She spat at him. He smirked, nodding at Sebastian. They both let go simultaneously, causing her to fall to the floor with a dull thump. Emily whimpered softly. "Now was that so hard Emily? You could have saved us all the trouble if you had just said this to begin with." He added somewhat coldly, watching the trembling girl wrap her arms around herself as she tried to stop the flow of tears running down her cheeks.

"Sebastian, give her any medical treatment she may need." He ordered dismissively. Sebastian nodded and went to pick up the girl, who merely smacked his hands away hissing venomously not to touch her.

Sebastian came back to his Master in his office a little while later. He brought some tea and treats for the Earl who had been working tirelessly for the past hour. "Thank you Sebastian. Did she give you much trouble?" Ciel questioned, pushing his work aside for a while. "No, Emily gave me little trouble. She was too exhausted I believe."

Ciel looked up at his butler suspiciously. What was with his sudden attitude? He wasn't normally so critical. Nor in such a cold mood.

"What is wrong Sebastian?" Ciel asked, after two and a half hours of his butler's unusual behaviour.

"I detest liars." He said simply, as if that explained everything. Ciel stared up at him with a blank look. "What are you talking about?"

"Emily McCarthy is not who she claims to be, my Lord." Sebastian explained with a bitter undertone. Anger sparked within Ciel once more.

That little wentch at lied to him again.