"Mr. Alexander, this isn't right. What I actually... this is -" Evangeline stuttered, barely keeping her gaze away from his inked chest when he took his t-shirt completely off.
"Yeah, I am all ready to hear the kind of explanations you have," Alexander whispered before leaning further into her until his face was almost touching hers.
"Do you know what I do to bad people like you, Evangeline?" He asked, raising his head enough to look straight into her eyes.
"I torture them. If it had been anyone from my enemy's side planting a camera and a mic in my room, I would've used this dagger -" Alexander pulled out the dagger that he always keeps with himself, catching Evangeline off-guard.
" -and sliced their hands that they used to do the deed. Like this," Alexander whispered before he placed the dagger on the side of her abdomen and hooked her t-shirt in it before making a tearing sound.
