I opened my right eye in trepidation as I felt my lower lip start to tremble. To my surprise no crimson leaked from under the bed.
I let out a breath of relief before jerking out of Don Claro's grasp. I turned to see him still smile despite the situation turning away from his favor. And for some reason this smile seemed more dangerous than the first. His Cheshire-like smile curled as he purred.
"Oh my, oh my. Your hidden lover is quite the flexible lad now isn't he?"
I turned and glared at Don Claro.
"What are you talking about? There is no blood. Isn't that proof enough that I don't have a hidden lover?"
Don Claro chuckled as he tutted.
"Tsk, tsk my dear. I thought you would be smarter than this."
Confusion filled me as I kept looking from the place under the bed to Don Claro. What in the blazing hell is this man going on about?
