"Wear the jacket. This place is no longer safe for you," Santiago said, making sure not to touch her anywhere. He couldn't believe that the woman was afraid of getting r*aped by him. He had kidnapped her, surely, but he would never touch her body without her consent. For heaven's sake, he was a villain, not a f*cking monster who fed on a woman's soul and body. Especially not Persephone Marinos.
"No place is safe for me anymore," Persephone whispered back. "I killed your comrade. You must kill me to avenge him. Take the knife. Cut me into pieces and free me of this life. I can no longer hold any more. I'm tired, Villain."
Santiago gripped her chin and made her look at him. Her piercing green eyes were now covered with frost. It seemed like there was no fight left in them. He wanted to break her. Make her submit to him. Yet, he couldn't bear to see her crestfallen.
Has he gone crazy? Or was he losing his mind? Why was this woman affecting him so much?
