A Graduation Gift

Confused, Dylon ended the call thinking that it was probably the poor reception. The dial tone disturbed the room's deafening silence.

"What a pity. He doesn't even seem to care about you that much. Your call for help fell on indifferent ears," Rufus uttered.

He watched her with his icy gaze as his lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"Is that how you plan to get rid of me? Through death? Cassandra, none of your attempts have succeeded so far. Do you need me to inspire you more?"

Rufus reached over, picked up a shard of glass, grabbed her wrist, and placed the broken piece up to her wrist.

"Honey, cutting your hand doesn't work, except for bleeding and having a scar, far from fatal at all. See here? Here is the artery. You should cut it swiftly. You understand? Hard and fast. With one clean stroke, you'll be able to tear your skin and blood will flow out of your artery,"

Rufus said as he slid the glass gently on her skin. The ice-cold shard of glass sent chills down her spine. She began to shiver.

"But this way of bleeding is so slow, your body will grow cold as the blood drains and your consciousness will slowly go away with it. Then, you will start to convulse, just like a dying ant..."

Rufus whispered slowly in her ear, eyeing her ashen face.

This woman tried to kill herself! He thought that it was best he did something to scare her so she will not try to do it again.

"Now, do you still want to put an end to your life?" he asked.

The warmth of his breath passed from her ear to her neck. No matter how close he was to her body, she felt no warmth within her.

"Didn't you say... I cannot leave you until I die?"

Cassandra stuttered, opening her shaking lips, in a voice too hoarse to bear.

Rufus knitted his eyebrows, suddenly wondering if she was dehydrated throughout the day.

"No, I changed my mind. Even when you die, I'll make sure I still have you. I will dig your body out and put it in my future grave. Then, we would be together again after we die,"

he said as his lip curled up into a menacingly dazzling smile. The look on his face made the hair on her arms stand.

Cassandra felt despair sweep all over her. It seemed that she had no way to escape Rufus. He would go after her no matter what. 'Am I going to be his prisoner for the rest of my life, ' she wondered.

glass shards by hand and dumped them. Then, he turned on the sweeping robot to

leaning

of confusion

took out a tube of ointment from the first aid kit. Then, he grabbed Cassandra's wrist and applied the solution to her wounds.

this next time! I said

her sternly. Still, physically,

the ointment on her bruises and smoothed

burning pain around her wrists earlier was soon replaced by

a glass of water and stuffed it into her

"Drink up,"

motionless, looking at the glass blankly.

dizzy with the thought of being his prisoner for the rest

made Rufus lose his temper again. He felt as if Cassandra was defying him

of ways to make her

took a swig of the water,

throat subconsciously accepted the mouthful of

do you want to me to continue or

the glass from him and downed the water.

her drinking up the water.

eat something," he

remained harsh and menacing, making Cassandra fail to notice the gleam of concern

on one of his white shirts Rufus flung at her, then followed

back delectable dishes from a restaurant. The crispy and

plate of her food. She didn't

"Are you full?"

in his husky voice.

strength and energy to

stay here while the Qin Group needed her. Her company would be in a tumult if she still wouldn't show

have to go to work tomorrow, I cannot

tone about this was tough