Chapter 536. Back with the Don

But she simply stormed up to him, eyes flashing, her long brown hair looking like a sheet of mahogany as she moved, her luscious body rippling beneath a crimson cloak and the long dress she was wearing.

Proserpina did not hesitate. She stormed up to him, and when she was close to him, she raised a hand and stuck him across his cheek. He flinched.

She was furious, and he could see, close up, the slightly swollen eyelids and her face, which looked ravaged. He had done this to her, he thought brokenly.

But he easily captured her small, flailing wrists as she spat at him,

‘You …you despicable …’

He growled, holding her at arms’ length,

“Hush little one, …’

She was not done.

Her eyes brimming with tears, she kicked and tried to struggle as she cried,

‘I have gone to hell and back for you, you horrid man and you think I would …’

‘ Woman, I am sorry.’ He growled, and she stopped in mid-sentence to stare at him, the wind going out