SIR
I say with a smile before stepping to the side, and allowing him access.
He tears his eyes off me, looking into the drawer. He pulls his suit jacket off and throws it to the side. Then he reaches in, and pulls out the Nine Tails, with diamond shaped leather cuffs on the bottom of each strand. He turns it over in his hands. Then he looks up at me, his eyes reading a completely different emotion than five seconds ago.
I smile, waiting for him to give me a command. It isn’t until he goes back to the drawer, also picking out the ropes, that he finally speaks.
Bab Populer