14. The sanity of her madness.
Katarina.
Boris Romanova is a serious man, with a strong temperament and a stoic expression. Rather than lust, his face shows me nothing. He has a way of looking at others as if they are all s**t on his shoe and his false gallantry only makes me nauseous.
Demyan stands beside me as Boris takes my hand and gives me a disgusting kiss on the back.
I struggle for composure, my back steady as a board, and smile as simply as I can. Like a doll with no personality, just the way they want me.
Submission, that's what Demyan asked of me.
Fine.
I'll let him win the battle this time.
Although inside I feel like I'm about to explode like the biggest grenade.
"Katarina Ivanov, nice to meet you" I say in a soft, light voice, looking straight into his black eye
