"H-how? We have not been intimate," Adonis muttered. He had been very conscious of his involvement with Eugenia. He had refused to be intimate with her, not because he didn't find her attractive, but because he was mad that he had been forced to marry her in Ishtar's place.
Eugenia's eyes hardened as she stepped closer, her voice dripping with bitterness and venom, her fear completely gone. "That night, when you were drunk. You stumbled into my room and... and took me. When we woke up in the morning, you treated me like trash, making it feel like I had forced myself on you," she said, each word a heavy blow. "Like you said, actions have consequences, and yours is this baby."
Adonis's confusion was getting worse, the room spinning around him. "N-no, this can't be. You can't be pregnant."
