Chapter 144. Confession

Proserpina

I stumbled, determined to get out of the room, pushing him away.

As I approached the door, he reached there before me, placing his large hands on the door, preventing me from opening it. He was behind me, and I could feel the heat of his body as he held me captive, preventing me from opening the door. He spun me about urgently, a look of wretchedness on his face as he growled.

‘"Woman, Little on. You have to listen to me," he said, a quiet anguish in his voice. I turned to push him away but he captured my hands in one of his massive ones and spoke in a hoarse, urgent tone,

‘’I...I thought it was you…’ And as I stared at him, baffled, he went on, meeting my eyes, searching, a strange expression in them.

‘That night, I swear, I thought it was you with me, woman.’

I gaped at him and then hit him again, on his deep chest.

‘I…’ I sputtered in fury now,

‘Just how NAÏVE do you think I am, you…you low-life scum?"