Persona (The 'Professional' series) by Ceri Bladen Page B

Ella. 
Perhaps if he kissed her, he could make a play for the gun. It was worth a try,
although the thought of kissing this psycho was turning the food in his
stomach. 
    She smiled a
sickly smile when she saw him move towards her.
    “Oh no,” she
waved the gun. “The first time we touch, I want to pleasure you.  You can
return the favour next time.  Sit down.”  She pointed to the bed.
    He noticed
her hazel eyes looked empty, they had glazed over.  He was in
trouble. 
    She threw
some handcuffs at him.  “Put those on.  Only one arm now.”  She
looked him up and down as he slowly stood, trying not to spook her. 
    “You need to
take your clothes off first.”  She licked her lips. “Leave your underpants
on though.  I would like to take those off you.”  She blew him a
kiss.
    His stomach
was churning, his head was spinning.  He took off his jeans and
 shirt, the gun pointing at him at all times.  He looked at the
handcuffs she had thrown at him, luckily they seemed a cheap pair.  One
tug and they should come loose.  He looked at her face, she looked
smug.  Obviously she didn’t know they wouldn’t hold.  At last
something that was to his advantage.  He put them on loosely.
    “Lie back on
the bed. Put them through the spindles.” 
    A thought
suddenly came into his mind.  It was Monday, so the cleaner would have
been in today.  She would have opened the lock between his bedroom and
Ella’s bathroom.  He was hoping Ella hadn’t been home long enough to lock
it again, something which she always did.  If he could get in there, he
could lock them both in and hopefully phone for some help.  All he needed
was Lindsey to give him time to escape.
    She looked
at him from head to toes, bringing her eyes back up to his broad, muscular
chest.  Yes, all mine! she thought.  After all these years, he
will be with me and never need another one of those sluts again.  A wave
of uneasy spread through her as normal thoughts tried to get through, no time
for doubts, she pushed sanity away. 
    First, she
needed to make sure she was clean and fresh.  She had taken time read
those disgusting books on how to pleasure a man.  She hoped she could
remember everything that she had read, she never wanted him to forget
her.  She looked at him again, lying on the bed, in her eyes, waiting for
her to join him.  She had saved herself all these years for Daniel to
touch her first. “I’m just going to the bathroom to freshen up a moment. 
Wait there ……… my lover.”
    Daniel held
his breath for a minute.  He hoped she hadn’t noticed the door that lead
to Ella’s bathroom.  No, she walked towards his bathroom instead. 
    This 
was his chance.  In one swift move, he rolled off the side of the bed and
ripped the spindle with him.  He ran to the bathroom and heard a guttural
cry from Lindsey as she came running after him, gun in hand. 
    He slammed
Ella’s bathroom door shut and pushed across the lock.  The gun was
fired.  He ran through the bathroom into the bedroom, not taking time to
look at Ella, although he knew she was there on the bed. 
    He put the lock
across the bedroom door and pushed the cabinet under it.  He was able to
tear one of the handcuffs off, while he turned to look at Ella, all bound up on
the bed.  He heard the bedroom door handle rattle. Another shot
came. 
    It wasn’t
safe in the bedroom.  He ran over to Ella, swept her and the duvet up and
ran into the bathroom.  He put her in the copper bath.  He didn’t
know if it was strong enough to stop a bullet, but it seemed the safest place
at the moment. 
    Daniel bent
down to her, it tore his heart when he saw her tears falling.  He
carefully removed the ties from around her mouth.  He cursed, Lindsey had
not been so careful with her.  Her mouth was swollen and cut. He resisted
the urge to kiss them better.
    ‘Sshh! I’ll
try and use the phone.’  He placed a gentle finger on her lips to silence
her.  Ella shook her