Anastasia POV
"What?" I frown looking down at him, seeing him on his knees looks different
"I'm sorry," he says again, this time his eyes rising to meet mine and our eyes lock with each other causing tension in the room.
"What do you mean you are sorry? You can't just waltz in here hours after meeting your prized and loved mistress and you come in here and apologize and say I'm sorry?" I frown standing up having enough of his shenanigans.
"Why do you go to her and then come back" I pace the room, "Is this for your personal entertainment and pleasure?"
He shakes his head, still on his knees as he allows me to vent and have my say.
"Then what is this!!" I yell pointing to him on his knees "You don't get to come in here and apologize and expect me to forgive you just like that do you?"
