Never trust a con artist!

"Now, where were we?" 

"Don't do this, you will regret it, child." He smirked at her angry face. 

"Oh I don't like doing this anyways." She let go of his hair and dragged him near the chair through his forearm. "Just answer a few questions of mine and you would be free." She tied him with the same rope he used to tie her earlier and weirdly enough he didn't resist or fight back. 

Before any of them could have said anything, an alarm started ringing with blinks of yellow light inside the room. 

"The f**k is this now?" She looked around and then frowned at him. "Don't try to play any kind of game with me, I am warning you. I won't be gentle." A low husky growl escaped her chest with the threat. 

"I am not doing anything." He curled his lips upwards and shrugged at her. "It's your friend trying to break in."