Aselia's POV
Walking to his room felt like walking toward my execution. Every step seemed like trudging on a path ladden with thorns, which ruptured my heart and pierced my soul. For what I was about to do will have repercussions beyond my imagination.
He will never forgive me and there was no coming back from this. My body and heart screamed at me but my mind was adamant to get this over with. He had lost his trust in my eyes and all I wanted was revenge.
We reached the upper level of the hotel and made our way to his room. The night had fallen outside and I knew my extraction team was nearby.
Reaching the black door of his white room, Frila knocked.
"Enter," his voice thundered from inside. Still angry at me, I guessed.
"Frila you can leave, I will take it from here. I need some alone time with him." She nodded at me. I specifically said that so she won't come upstairs to check any time soon.
