Belial's POV
"What are you doing here, Ratja?"
I was getting ready to leave the office when she appeared in the doorway.
"My love, I know you're upset about this morning, but understand that I didn't provoke it. Your grandmother witnessed everything; that woman undermined me, and she mocked me. Why don't we go home instead, and I'll prepare something delicious for dinner?"
Trying to find a way to convince me, she approaches and puts her hands on my shoulders, gently moving her fingers, but all I want at that moment is to be alone.
"If you want to go home, it's okay. Tell one of the employees to prepare something for you to eat, I'll be late."
"But Belial, I thought we could be together, at least for tonight. Don't you like me?" She slips between my arms, seeking my warmth and hands.
