"Yes, I wanted to flaunt my mark to Nina, who drugged me in my room so that she could sleep with you," Melissa pronounced with a mocking tone.
"You are so eager to lock me in a dungeon. Why don't you just free me? If this mark bothers you so much, then reject me. I don't need your…" her voice quivered and tears brimmed in her eyes, "mark on my body. I will choose to die by my father's hand rather than living with you. Yes, I accept death over this relationship."
Melissa let go of the duvet, revealing her body to him. Radulf saw the red marks he had left on her body in the state of his rut. He saw her leaving the bed like that, not taking any robe when he stopped her.
"Where are your clothes?" Radulf asked, averting her gaze from him.
