Chapter 6 Six

I swallowed hard, realising I had messed up big this time. My eyes averted his intimidating gaze, seeking an escape within those thick, strong walls.

One wrong answer could send me into the depths of the abyss.

Ally Shale, how unlucky could you get?

"I ask you one more time, Ally Shale, who sent you?"

He moved closer to me and fired his interrogatory knives through me. Despite the fury in his eyes, I only felt one thing: his iciness. His words were as cold as he is. He terrorised me just with a stare. Was this the same man who had put his hot lips on me back at the club?

Ice and fire don't mix very well. Every breath of the man on me sends fear rushing through my veins. I know he is capable of murder, as every mafia member is.

He seized my chin and looked at me all over as if trying to find the answer on my body.

"I can't name my employers," my teeth chattered as I spoke. I addressed him just as Kevin's man had. "Sir Tyler, I just... I didn't mean to intrude into your personal conversation... I was trying to just get close to you...."

All of a sudden, I felt incapable of lying. It dawned upon me what I had just been injected with. But despite being unable to lie, I was still able to resist naming who I worked for. Lies and secrets were, after all, two different matters.

Could I have been injected with the infamous truth serum? I questioned myself in fear.

"Your resistance to the serum is strong, my little prisoner."

He laughed coldly at me, but the next moment, his lips curled into an indescribable and yet amorous smile. He instructed me monotonously, "Now, I order you to strip. Do it if you want to live."

My knees almost buckled under me as I absorbed the meaning behind his order. Pain flashed through me as I remember Adrian Tank's coarse fingers on my collar, coercing me to do as he ordered. He had threatened me with my family.

My heart plummeted through my chest. But in contrast with Adrian, Tyler seemed different. I recalled his hot kiss on my lips after he cornered me on the couch in the secret room at the club before dropping me for a call and disappearing with a scantily dressed chick.

Then, had he not been distracted, I would already be his prey.

My fingers fumbled behind my back for the zipper of my dress, allowing it to fall down on the floor, covering my ankles. His eyes stared right through me as if I was just air. I fathomed that given who he was, the rich and notorious Tyler Banks, seeing a naked girl was nothing. Before tonight, I had never been touched or seen naked by a man.

Yet, I was prepared for what would come.

After what seemed like minutes of him observing every part of my nude body as if seeking the answer to who I was working for, he seemed to give me a break. He remained indifferent. I bowed my head as humbly as I could, using my weapon: my innocent stare.

"Please, Sir, let me go. I only came to the bar seeking a male companion," I tried to lie as hard as I can through my teeth, but I can't. My face was flushing as I said those words, although, in the past, I was able to lie without batting an eyelid. "No, no, no, I came looking for you."

I was saying those words so naturally-the effects of truth serum. I can't even lie to Tyler.

"Oh, is that so?" he uttered coldly, inching closer. His hands brushed my hair to collect them on my right shoulder, leaving my bare back exposed. I covered my cheeks to prevent Tyler from noticing the pinkish flush on them.

"Yes," I answered firmly, staring back into his eyes. His dark eyes were more inviting than ever. He looked back into my eyes. Our gaze locked into each other, and I lost myself in the world beyond.

"I shouldn't let your efforts go to waste, should I?" Tyler whispered in a deep voice before he grabbed me and twisted me painfully into a bending position, with my back to his. I suppose that he wanted a clear view of my bottom, which I cannot stop him. I am his captive now, his prey.

"Now tell me, Ally Shale, how do you want me to do it? Do you like BDSM? Or do you want to take the lead?"

His words sent electric shocks down my spine. I am at a loss for words. I was a virgin and had never had it before with any man. But Adrian's threat suddenly flashed inside my head.

"You have to put your life on the line. The bosses know about your aunt and your younger brother. If anything goes out about us, or if you fail in your duty, they will never live another day of peace."

I bite my lower lip. "Sir Tyler, I can do this. I'll do it any way you want me to. I'll do anything you want." My tears well inside my eyes, but I persevered. I had to stay alive for my family, who was waiting for me.

He pats my head as if I am a dog. "Yes, Ally, that's a good girl. Now, let's see how long you can last. No woman has ever been able to deny me. Still, none has ever willingly and readily offered themselves to me like how you did. One brownie point for Ally Shale." He claps his hands.

Tyler released me, allowing me to fall backwards in a panic. I scanned the room, but there are no signs of any bed. The room reeked strongly of torture. I can't bring myself to imagine how he breaks his victims, but the sight of the bloody whip on the table petrified me.

He pulled off his shirt effortlessly and then continued with his belt, throwing his ripped jeans in a heap on the floor. The sight of his abs distracted me for a moment, wandering down his well-built abdomen to land just before his manhood. I quickly stop myself from looking further by closing my eyes. Then he seized me, clasping my shoulders possessively as his lips ravaged mine, intruding into my mouth. I shielded my femininity with my hands, allowing him to go wild on my mouth.

He broke the kiss abruptly and interrogated me, "Have you kissed before? Before the kiss back at the club."

I shook my head, flustered.

"Follow my steps and learn. I order you."

He made his way into my mouth again, a bit slower than how he had earlier, slipping his tongue on mine. I did my best to replicate his actions, kissing him back as fervently as I could. His hands roamed my naked body, squeezing and pressing on my mounds as if he wanted to flatten them with his bare hands. I tried to bear with the discomfort, not wanting to agitate him.

As if he could read my thoughts, he used less force, rubbing my tips gently. Warmth spread through my body, excited by his exploration.

Then he lifted his lips from me and placed his mouth on my tips, teasing them one at a time. They erected to his play as if having a mind of their own.

I felt blown by the pleasure Tyler Banks had just granted me. I am like a puppet with my strings pulled by my master Tyler.

"You like it when I do this to you?"

I found myself nodding. Fear enthralled me, but being the sensual person I have always been, I am aware I am welcoming the moment I dread with my heart. His fingers stroked me all over my nude body, teasing me and sending wave after wave through my abdomen.

"Is this your first time being touched in this way?"

I tell him the truth. By now, I no longer feel shy. He lifted my hands and pushed them over my head, pinning me against the cold metal door of my prison.

"You know, I just love it when the girls pretend to be pure and innocent."

But I wasn't pretending. I trembled again, reacting to every tease and touch from him. Before long, I was wet again from his caresses. A voice inside me was telling me to give in to my desires. I was afraid, but I really enjoyed it. I was torn between my fear for him and my submission to desire.

"This is going to be fun, Ally." His hot skin touched mine, intensifying the heat between us. I moaned repeatedly, letting out the sensuality in me that I have caged inside me all these years. "You horny wench. I'm going to torture you slowly by not letting you have it."

My body was scorching with desire. I was eager for him to defile me and name me his. I didn't care anymore that I would be one of his playthings; I just wanted to be his willing prey. He was incredibly sexual, the ideal man whom I had always imagined to rob my innocence: my dirty knight in shining armour.

"Go on, moan," he goaded me. "Your moans sound so sensual. Makes me want you more." I visualised myself in a princess crown lying naked under him dressed in a knight costume, which makes me long for more.

I feel his hardness between my legs, unable to refrain from vocalising my need further.

Biting my neck, he whispers, "You're so hot, Ally. I have to warn you, this will be a long night. I'm never going to let you go, Ally Shale."

I was so screwed by Tyler Banks. His fingers penetrate my cave slowly, making me stream uncontrollably.

"You're mine, Ally Shale," he growled. But then he pulled away from me instead, leaving me alone, slumped against the door while he went in search of something. A creaking sound followed as he opened each cabinet door.

"One last question, Ally Shale. How far will you go to keep your life?"

Tyler Banks stood before me with a cup of water with an effervescent pill dissolving right as he spoke.

Immediately, I knew what I had to do.