Yes

Brian reached for the packing tape, continuing to try to restrain Liz with one hand. After grabbing the tape, he grabbed her by her wrists and jerked her arms violently behind her, until they were both positioned behind her chair. As Liz began screaming at the top of her lungs, he quickly lashed her wrists together with the tape and secured them to the center support pedestal of her chair. Stepping back to observe his handiwork, he watched as she struggled futily in the chair. The tape held securely. She wasn?t going anywhere.

As she squirmed violently in her chair, and her screams continued to resonate off the walls of the deserted office suites, Brian spun her around so she was facing him. As they made eye contact, he saw a different look in her blue eyes than he had seen in the hallway, after their encounter, two weeks earlier. Instead of being wide eyed with anger and rage, her beautiful blue eyes now conveyed a look of fear and confusion, which told Brian that, now, he was firmly in charge.

The idea of being in control excited him. But what excited him even more was the realization that he had lots of uninterrupted time with Liz, and during that time... he could anything to her that he wanted.