Chapter 17 - Darithi was the first woman?!
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'Finally!'
Thalia stormed out of the mansion, her heels clacking furiously against the marble as both middle fingers shot high into the air, proud and defiant.
The grand doors trembled behind her, as if even they were stunned by her audacity.
"You're both disgusting, perverted bastards!" she yelled, her voice slicing through the silence of the estate grounds as the servants, from the gardens to the maids, looked in that direction.
They saw a woman running through the cobbled path, while the guards at the metal doors glanced over, only to meet with a hand gesture from Cruxius, who signaled them to open the metal gates.
Cruxius remained standing, lounging in the threshold like a man who'd just won a bet with the universe—he knew she would run, and she did.
He wore a smirk that bordered on criminal delight, feeling that at least she didn't have to endure the trauma of what happened last night, thanks to the drugs that allowed him to restart things in a better way, rather than letting her drown in trauma.
"Why let her run away, Master?" Darithi asked, standing beside him, one brow raised—not in judgment, but out of mild curiosity. She found it rather obvious, even for her, that the girl was going to run.
Simply because she seemed to her like a strong young woman who knew that crying would not give her what she wanted.
So technically, even Darithi knew her next step. It was pretty normal that her master would, too.