Ariana froze. She turned to look around the corridor before turning to look at Nicolai. However, the man just stood there smiling at her like a bumbling fool.
"Can you not say such things, Mister de Luca?" Ariana spoke to him in a low voice.
"Why? Don't tell me you are preparing to sweep everything under the rug. Are you?" Nicolai took a step towards her, his gigantic figure almost overshadowed Ariana. "You are, aren't you? You are going to throw me now that you are done using me. I didn't know that you were such a scumbag, Pallas."
"I am not. I was drugged and drunk, I don't remember half of the things that happened last night."
Nicolai's eyes flashed with something as he reached forward to take Ariana's hand, and she stepped back.
It wasn't an attempt to deny his touch but to keep her sanity intact. Ariana was afraid that if she let the man touch her again, she might crumble just like yesterday.
