"Zephyra, I will be very good to you," he said, his voice softening into a gentle persuasion. "I won't do the things you don't like anymore. Whatever you want, I'll bring it to you on a silver platter, hmm?"
My body went rigid. I slapped his hand away from my face. "Impossible! I will never marry you again!"
I thought he was just unsatisfied. That if I slept with him one more time, he would get what he wanted and finally leave me alone. But he wanted my entire life!
Steven was even learning to sweet-talk. But if he were truly capable of being good to me, he wouldn't be hurting my friends!
I would never get back together with him. I wasn't that stupid. I wouldn't make the same mistake twice.
Seeing my resolute refusal, Steven was once again provoked. He moved closer, his low voice laced with a chilling coldness.
"If you're not going to be Mrs. Lancaster, and you sleep with me, are you planning to get back with Horace afterwards?"
I gritted my teeth, my eyes turning red and moist.
"I was wrong. I admit it. I should never have fallen for you in the first place, never have married you. If we had never started, we wouldn't be in this miserable mess now."
"You're heartless. You'll never understand the guilt a person feels for hurting their friends for the sake of love. If I sleep with you tonight, it's only to end this nightmare. I won't be with Horace anymore after this. I don't deserve him."
"And likewise, a despicable man like you, a bastard who only knows how to take by force, you don't deserve me either. I would rather die than be with you."
Steven was livid. He grabbed my face, his grip hard. "Zephyra, say that again. I dare you!"

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