You're In My Bed

"I want you to do something for me," Daemon said.

Black Dagger nodded. It was night time and the room they were in was dimly lighted by a few candles on the chandelier hanging above. They were the only ones in the room, and though it might seem suspicious to have a man and woman in a room, Black Dagger didn't care one bit. She was emotionless like a living dead. There was no one around. It was eerily quiet.

But little did they know that there was someone eavesdropping on them. Not far behind the door stood a man. He leaned his head toward the door, trying to make out what their words. He was quiet and careful not to make a sound.

He watched from the tiny slit in the door as Daemon gave something to Black Dagger. She accepted it. From the distance to where the man hid, the item looked like a scroll or a cylindrical object. Suspicion built up inside the man as he wondered what were they doing in the middle of the night behind closed doors , in a room all alone.

"Finish it," Daemon p