Chapter One Hundred & Sixty-Six: Captured

"Have I?" Evgenikós asked with a sly smile. "Or I have learnt to control it?"

"It is not controlled," the man said with a sinister smile. "I feel the heat from you, but it is not of great intensity."

"And how would you know?" It was Velma that spoke. She regarded the man with hard and cold eyes, stepping closer to him. "What if, she has only done that to fool you?"

"Then you or her will not be telling me such," the man said with a smirk. He regarded Velma for a while then turned to Evgenikós. "Who is she? A little toy you have acquired for your amusement?"

Evgenikós clenched her jaw slightly.

"What?" The man asked. "Are you waiting for the right moment to burn her with your newly tamed flame? Or slowly make her run mad?"

Evgenikós chuckled, shaking her head slowly.

"What? Does it ring bells within you?" The man asked.