BloodLust - II
Word Count: 2606
Warnings: Mentions of blood
A day had passed since your chilling encounter with Mr Byun, and the fear he had fabricated still remained clear as day within your being. So, you weren’t exactly comfortable when you were instructed to clean his office as he watched intently from behind his desk. He had allowed you to draw back the curtains so you could work. Sunlight streamed into the room, the direct rays illuminating a rectangular patch on the stone floor, parallel to the desk. Mr Byun remained seated in the shadows, watching and waiting.
His attire was less formal than usual, black slacks paired with a dark button up which was half unbuttoned, revealing his milky chest. He clutched a glass within his slim fingers, periodically sipping the dark red liquid that filled it. His lips were stained from the wine - as they usually were - and his face was sunken, but still handsome as ever.
You were bent over on all fours, scrubbing the stone floor in silence with your head angled down, avoiding his harrowing stare. You moved along at a slow but gradual pace, tackling each section of the dusty ground one by one. Eventually, you crossed the rectangle of light that shone onto the floor, and moved into the darkness of the room.