We arrived in the new hotel and Karma turned to me. "Do you want to share a room? I don't plan to have any more whores."

I shrugged and nodded. Why? He led me inside, fumbling with the key for a second before he swung the door open.

He walked to the first bed and dropped down. "I need to talk you."

I felt my stomach drop. "Okay...?"

"It's time to dish out your karma."

The blood drained from my face and I felt bolted down to my seat. "Okay."

"Okay? That's all you have to say?" He stood up and began to circle around me. "Aren't you scared, human?"

I bit my lip to keep it from trembling and shook my head. Liar. "Are you going to kill me?"

"I still need you help so death won't be necessary."

I nodded slowly. "So then what?"

"Want to know or want me to do it to you?" His voice was softer than usual and that threw me off.

"I want to know."

"I'm going to break your arms."

I could feel my jaw drop to the floor and I began to scramble back on the bed. "Please... no."

A flash of guilt crossed his handsome features but he didn't reply. "Prepare yourself."

I squeezed me eyes shut and held my arms outstretched. There was no point in fighting.

It happened with a loud snap. A sharp flash of pain reverberated through my arms and I cried out. Tears began to stream down my face and I let my arms fall softly onto the mattress. Karma stood beside me and snapped his fingers. With the simple snap, my arms let out another noise and the pain was gone.

I gingerly moved my arm a bit only to find it was back to normal. I carefully wiped away my tears and turned to him. "Thank you for fixing them."

He nodded, still not saying a word.

"What sin was that for?"

He seemed to think a moment. "For running away from me."

I nodded again and began to rub my arms. I had never broken a bone before and this was extreme.

"For your information, you should be dead. Or at least paralyzed."

I starred at him, aghast. Dead? Paralyzed? For running away?

"I've killed for much less."

I nodded and turned away. I could feel bile rising in my throat and my stomach began to feel weird. I jumped to my feet and sprinted to the bathroom, allowing myself to throw up. I could hear Karma come up from behind me.

A slight tug on my arm alerted me that Karma was touching it. I jerked around to see him drop my hair. Had he been holding it for me?