So Far I’m Not Seeing A Lot

Day 24. Situation Is Growing Worse. My Captors Continue To Find New And Horrific Ways To Torture Me. When Not Working, Agent Scarlet Spends Her Days Examining Fabric Swatches For Bridesmaid Dresses And Going On About How In Love She Is. This Usually Causes Agent Boring Borscht To Regale Us With Stories Of Russian Weddings That Are Even More Boring Than His Usual Ones. My Attempts At Escape Have Been Thwarted Thus Far. Also, I Am Out Of Cigarettes. Any Assistance Or Tobacco Products You Can Send Will Be Greatly Appreciated. -prisoner 24601

I Gave Him A Smile That I Hoped Was As Dazzling As One Of His. "i Realized I'm In Love." Marcus, Startled, Looked Around As Though He Expected To See My Object D'amour In The Car With Us. "and You Just Realized This? Did You Just Have Some Sort Of Vision?" "didn't Need To," I Said, Thinking Of Wolfe's Ill-fated Trip To The Orkneys. "it's Always Been Right In Front Of Me.

A Gun I Had Been Brought Down By A Gun. It Was Practically Comical. Cheaters, I Thought. I’d Spent My Life Focusing On Hand To Hand Combat, Learning To Dodge Fangs And Powerful Hands That Could Snap My Neck. A Gun? It Was So… Well, Easy. Should I Be Insulted? I Didn’t Know. Did It Matter? I Didn’t Know That Either. All I Knew In That Moment Was That I Was Going To Die, Regardless.

How Do You Know It Was The Blighted Pile? Did You Recognize Maiwenn’s Gift?” “no, But There Was A Marble Bust Of Dorian In There, Which I Figured Must Have Been His Kingdom’s ‘humble’ Gift.

I Wanted Him. I Arched My Back, Fully Aware Of How Vulnerable That Made Me And That I Was Giving Him An Invitation. He Accepted It And Laid Me Back Against The Table, Bringing His Body Down On Top Of Mine. That Crushing Kiss Of His Moved From My Mouth To The Nape Of My Neck. He Pushed Down The Edge Of My Dress And The Bra Strap Underneath, Exposing My Shoulder And Giving His Lips More Skin To Conquer.