One's With Diabolic Minds

Then bending to her level I said with an evil smirk, "...But only one f*ck. Remember only one. After that, you will inject this in his neck."

I extended my hand with a filled syringe toward the girl on the floor. The girl widened her eyes looking at the syringe I was giving her.

Her mind probably had too many thoughts at once about the strange woman that I am and my behaviour. Her questions were evident on her face. Was I asking her to kill him? But why after having sex?

She nervously stared between the syringe and m then gulped and asked in a voice barely above a whisper, "I-Is it poison?"

I, who was running my middle finger on the sharp edge of the dagger, looked up, smirked and asked instead, "Do you want it to be?"

She looked about ready to pass out. "Though it should be, it isn't." giving a pause to stare at the girl's expressions turning to one of relief, I continued, "… It is a sedative. When he is unconscious, ti