"Dorian!!!" The doors swing open. 

I turn from my book. Belle, Emma, Snow and Charming rush in.

"I don't remember us having a meeting, I assume you're here to apologize?" I raise an eyebrow.

"No." Emma points a gun at me.

I let out a small chuckle.

"Are you planning on shooting me?" I ask.

"If I have to." Emma says.

"I'm an immortal. I can't die." I say.

"Want to bet?" Emma asks.

"Can we not spill blood on my fine carpet? What is it you want?" I ask.

"Stop hurting Rumple." Belle hisses.

"I'm not hurting him. I'm playing with him." I say.

I turn to them. I put the book down.

"I knew you guys were watching me. The spell has it's downfalls." I say.

"We had a right to! You were torturing him!" Belle yells.

"It's sex. You wouldn't understand." I shrug.

"Leave him alone!" Belle yells.

"It's not in the deal." I say.

"The deal? What was the deal even about?" Belle asks.

I stand up.

"I guess it's time I show you my project." I say.

"What project???" Belle and Emma asks.

"It's better if I show you and it is in the deal." I say.