Chapter Fourteen
First-Person: Shreya
Despite wanting what he proposed with every straining fibre of my being and having assured myself my plans for our future together would be successful, I had been the recipient of enough doubts to make his complete capitulation to me somewhat unbelievable.
As well as adding an extra layer of contempt in my mind for a man so weak he could give himself up to me with so little by way of a fight.
He was, after all, an Englishman in his mid-years who had once been the head of his own household and held a responsible position in bureaucratic government. A man with a wife and children who, also, had once known the responsibility of being responsible for others.
If the weakness he had shown before had come as a pleasant surprise to me, what he had propose
