"Hmmm, your visit here was not expected Substance, I thought I made it clear, that I wish to be left alone once im inside my office."
Merciless asked as he took another pull at his cigar. The honey-flavored scent filled the room, and for but a moment the only sound that could be heard, was the burning sound of aged tobacco.
But the silence in the air, between the two was all that came from that one question, as Substance looked at Merciless her gaze the same, yet she had a determined look in her eyes.
The air was heavy with expectancy the atmosphere seemed to flare with the unsaid yearning that had been developing between them. Substance's heart raced as she neared, her bright blue eyes locked on her creator, each step motivated by a strong and compulsive love.