fugazi-book

"Are you ready?" " I am. So do I just sign the contract?" "Yes, Ms. Yamada, if you are satisfied with the terms and conditions." His confident voice teased. His tone hinted that there were things that she could not see. But what could she even do? She was a girl with no choices. This was her only ticket to freedom. Gulping, she picked up his pen and signed her name. She observed him do the same. He indeed was the most beautiful man she had ever seen; no wonder people are always so crazy about him. Stamping the document, he held out his hand. She nervously placed her sweaty palms onto his cool, smooth hand. Bringing it close to his lips, he gently kissed her knuckles. His cool, soft lips felt like a single snowflake melting on her hand. "Always a pleasure... especially with you." He said in a cool, teasing voice, his gaze never leaving hers. The words hung in the air between them, smooth as velvet and just as dangerous. There was no rush, no force, just an undeniable tension that hung between them.