Delilah’s Pov
I don’t even know how to do this, how to face him right now. My fingers are fidgeting by my side and my chest feels heavy.
“What are you doing here, Malric?” I ask softly, trying not to sound nervous, but my voice betrays me.
He raises a brow, that usual calm expression on his face making me restless. “I mean… I can’t come to see you anymore?”
“Plus this is my chamber."
True.
I look away, forcing a laugh that sounds more bitter than amused. “I think you only want to see me when you want to feel my touch… when you want to f**k me. So get on with it.”
I regret the words the second they leave my mouth, but it’s too late.
Malric’s face changes instantly. That unreadable mask slips, and for the first time, I see something sharp flicker in his eyes, something wounded, somet
