“Which are?” Abul questioned.
“Intense humiliation and pain.” She looked at Kathy, then back at Abul. “It is still a contest of wills, Abul. In time, I think, you may very well prevail. You have been raising the bar...testing how much she can take. I suggest you demand of her something she is most unwilling to do. She needs to prove to you and, more importantly, to know in her own mind and heart that she is your possession and nothing more.”
“Thank you, Madam Khe. You read my mind.” He tilted Kathy’s chin so she had to look up at him. “What do you say, Mrs. Ryan?”
“Madam Khe is correct. When I look at you, I see the man who murdered my husband. But, Abul, the need for what you give me is strong...more powerful, I think, than Madam Khe suspects. In time, perhaps in a very short time, tha
