s no new information about Mr David. All the information w

ng, but when I remembered an envelope that had been sent to my house, I thought t

d anxiety, I looked ahead, trying

on. As I walked down the dark, seemingly deserted street, suddenly a car stopped right

lent inside. Without any chance to ask questions or protest. I looked at the two figures si

ning. I knew, he knew I wanted to ask questions, to voice all the questions

We passed through a large gate that was tightly

looking house. Tall walls appeared to surround

stared at him, unsure of what would happen next. Without saying a word, I go

expensive and luxurious items. Large screens were mounted on the walls, displaying various data a

felt more out of place in this place, but

, Miss H

him. He was standing on the stairs,

ated, as if waitin

on seemed to make Mr. David's expression change vis

ed toward a small table at the side of the room, where a bottle of red

d slowly swirling it, letting the light reflect the rich dark red c

afe place," he

glass he offered. His strong fingers held the glas

y. "The last time, in the middle of a party, I was treated like a thief and suddenly exiled from the island with no

brow slightly. "I'm sure you have many questions, Mi

not taking the glass he offered

become smaller. I could feel my own breath, steady but heavier than usu

raised his eyebrow again. "You never stop impressing me, Miss Ha

ng it. Then, he placed the glass roughly on the table, producin

me cold and sharp, like someone trying to

and dangerous. "Ask your question, but kn

rigued. His words were like a riddle,

to sound as calm as possible, even t

an to scare you, Miss Harper," he said with a small, unfriendly smile. "But you have to understand," he continued, his finger

te my rapidly beating heart. "Everything you to

almost deliberate look, as if

per?" he continued, his voice c

ting closer to me, until I coul

s that don't always make sense. And when you start to see what

one rising as frustration began to take

g at me like someone sizing up thei

me in by my neck and kissed my lips gently. His hand

to speak, but my body froze

in a quieter voice, almost a whisper, "you've paid part of the price." He didn't smile, but I could feel his fingers brus

e," I said, a little nervous. "Wh

every breath he exhaled, making my heart beat faster than usual. I wanted

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