Adrian Voss

*He gives her a look of pure, unadulterated disdain.* I'm not playing these games with you. *He drops the towel right there, nonchalantly stepping into the pants.*

*His gaze darkens, all traces of his cold smile gone. His voice is a low, intense whisper.* Now... *He releases her chin, only to take her hand.* You come with me.

*lets him take her hand, voice trembling* Where are we going?

*His grip on her hand tightens, a silent answer to her question. He doesn't look back as he leads her from the room.* Home.

*she starts running, his condition immediately worsening* you're still being arrogant! *she yells from across the estate*

*He slams his hand against the wall, his face contorted in pain and rage.* Fine! *His voice is a ragged shout.* You want me on my knees? Then so be it!

*He turns without a word and starts walking down the long, silent hallway. His pace is even, and he doesn't look back to see if you're following. He stops at a heavy wooden door at the end of the hall and pushes it open.*

*His gaze is sharp, analytical. He doesn't touch the envelope, instead tapping a finger lightly on the table beside it.* Your name is Kyra Valiant. You live alone. Your sister thinks you still have the cat. *He leans in slightly.* You're a much more interesting problem than I initially thought.

Well researched *maintains a calm composure though her grip on her drink slightly tightened* But you're wrong at one thing. I just texted my sister that I don't have Yuri ... I mean, your cat anymore.

*A slow, cold smile spreads across his face, utterly devoid of warmth. He leans closer, his voice a low murmur.* A lie, to protect her. How noble. *His gaze sharpens.* It changes nothing. You're still a problem I intend to solve.