"Fuck you!"

      "Why, thank you for the offer, my love," Stefan laughed. "I do believe in time you will." He paused. "Should you have the strength, that is."

      He laughed, a beautifully cruel smile adorning his lips. "Do not look so disappointed," he encouraged. "That which awaits you is far more satisfying than any work of fiction you will ever view on television. That is a promise. One in which you can trust, Sabryn."

      His movements slow and sure, he strolled towards the bed where the fiery, café au lait beauty lay, magnificently nude—bound with silken scarves.

      "And we both know," Stefan's emerald orbs were filled with challenge, " 'Big Daddy' always keeps his promise."