[Music: Darkside By Oshins & Hael]
Agatha was sitting under the big oak tree, sunglasses on, and sipping wine. I walked close, her head turning towards my direction.
She took off her sunglasses and smiled. "You're late. That's unusual for you."
I recalled Catherine tied up on my bed as I had her for breakfast, her moans still making my ears tingle. It was a very eventful morning, and time became useless for me.
"Your punctuality always defines you. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" She pressed her lips on the cigarette holder between her fingers.
In silence, I pulled out the chair to sit and checked my Rolex while crossing my legs. "One hour."
She scoffed as if I had offended her. "You're the one who said we should meet... yet you play time. I thought we might have a lot to catch up on."
"Yes, we do. I'll start first."
"Ares—"
