"But you can't feel sorry for him just because he accompanied you for three years. You are mine, you belong to me! And you two, it's just a marriage certificate... Crossley Gibson, tell me..."
He suddenly cupped her face with both hands, his handsome face cold to the extreme, his voice hoarse, "Tell me, over these three years, were you really a couple? Did he ever touch you?!"
This was the first time he confronted this question. Initially, the King of Hades recounted what happened over those three years, but he didn't mention their marital life. He never asked, nor cared, as long as she returned to him, nothing else mattered.
But she kept saying she felt guilty towards Faris Booker, so today they would make everything clear, completely clear!
"..." Crossley was shocked. She finally lifted her eyes to meet the man's gaze, his blood-red eyes as cold as ice. Her body couldn't help but shiver, and she remained silent for a long time.
