The Master did not even resist. Instead, he put his two hands on Scarlett's thighs. His fingers caressed her skin.
Scarlett shivered at his fiery touch. Electricity coursed through her skin. She felt an unfamiliar but familiar feeling. As if they had done this before. A deja vu that she could not recall despite racking her brain.
"Stop that," she hissed.
He did not oblige. His fingers even went further to Scarlett's hips.
"I said stop that!"
"Hush, you don't want them to come running back to see you."
"What did you do?" Scarlett demanded an answer, "Is it an illusion?"
"Clever girl. Yes. I made them believe you were a bolster."
Scarlett was about to ask more, but suddenly she felt the pain on her right arm coming back to her. It was as though the bullet had pierced her skin ag
