Chapter 38

Her body stiffened as soon as she heard the bathroom door open. She gritted her teeth trying to remain calm. "My breathing can't hurt you more than he did. It's a game, and you are the master of these games. Remember who you are. You are not a victim. You never have been."

And she turned to him with a rigid look. He had just come out of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. While he dries his hair with another.

He stopped when he saw his face devoid of any emotion. She just stood there staring at him for a bit. Then he completely ignored her. dressed his clothes like she wasn't there.

Every atom in her was screaming to kill him, tearing the damned body into pieces with her hands. But she knew how stupid it was. He could crush her body in a second. the curse. Everything in it was horrifying. Those tattoos which covered his body.

The scoundrel was hot as hell. Everything about him was screaming danger. Every time she saw her, she could excuse her sister's stupidity,