Chapter 41 Marks Of The Past

• I sighed, running my hands over my temples, and stopped behind the closed bathroom door, giving two soft knocks.
• “Miss Elisabeth, I don't intend to hurt you...Why don't you tell me what they did to you?” I murmured against the door. “And I'm naked in your room. Are you going to leave me here alone?” I joked, hearing a low laugh. Lis opened the door to face me.
• “Have you always been like this? I've known you for five years, and you don't seem like the same man I work with,” she said, wrapped in a towel and clutching the fabric. “I still don't trust you,” she confessed, and I nodded, caressing her face.