Arlia screamed as the door came flying onto the wall just as Adriano was about to take off his pants. As her green eyes watched, a figure stepped into the dark, unlit room, the smell of burning ash and wood causing her to cough. In front of Nigel was Arlia and the bed she was chained onto. Looking at the flame-bathed intruder, Adriano smirked and finally removed himself from her. "[i]Buona sera, signor Howeland[/i]. We finally have the chance to meet," he calmly greeted as he grabbed onto some clothes from a nearby chair and put on the top half of what turned out to be a set of sharp-looking tuxedo. Seeing her lover clad in burning flames and eyes flashing with indescribable fury, Arlia looked away, crying and weeping in shame.