“Is that all?”
In the dark room, Henry sat on the huge chair which was like his throne, his face as usual poker, lack of emotions as he stared at the woman in front of him with narrowed eyes trying to see if she has added any lies in the information she has brought to him.
“Yes… Yes, sirr…” Under his dark, suspicious gaze, Judy couldn’t help but stutter from the fear.
Henry nodded his head to dismiss her and then leaned back in his chair, sneering out loud, “Let’s see what you have in your mind, Emma…”
He gave a devilish grin and then flinched.
He rolled up his sleeves and stared at the light marks on his arms reminding him about his and Emma’s intimacy on the balcony.
He grabbed the bottle of wine and then poured it on his scratches, the pain gave him a delightful feeling removing a
