"You are the woman I brought along, they offended you, of course, I won't let them off easily." He said tenderly, "Luckily you're okay, otherwise I'm not sure how I'd deal with them."
"..." She frowned, why has this man suddenly become nice!
So strange, wasn't he the one who previously imprisoned me, binding both my hands and feet with chains?
"I'm going on a business trip to City B, I want to bring you along." He started, as if seeking her opinion, if she was willing to accompany him, it would certainly be ideal.
This time there's no coercion, because he realized that imprisoning her, although satisfying, causes him heartache.
Clearly just a woman he hasn't known for long, why... does she make him so unpredictable. Sometimes irritable and cold, other times gentle like water.
"I'm not going." She responded decisively, "I want to go home." She just wants to go back to Eastern Europe where she's the little tyrant, but here with him, she's less than a weakling.
