The night is dark, the city lights reflecting in her cold, calculating eyes. She's back, and she's got a score to settle. She finds him in his apartment, surprised but eager. "You wanted a final night," she says, slamming the door behind her. She pushes him onto the bed, her body pressing against his. "I'm going to give you one," she growls, her hands tearing at his clothes. She grinds against him, her pussy soaking through his pants. "You're going to fuck me, and you're going to make it hurt," she demands, her voice a low, guttural growl. "And then, I'm going to leave. And this time, it's really over."