14. The sanity of her madness.
Katarina.
Boris Romanov is a serious man, with a strong temperament and a stoic face. His expression reveals neither lust nor emotion; he seems incapable of showing anything at all. He has this way of looking at others like they’re s**t stuck to the bottom of his shoe, and his fake gallantry makes me sick.
Demyan stays by my side while Boris, with his false courtesy, presses his lips to the back of my hand, and a shiver of disgust runs down my spine.
I fight to keep my composure, my back stiff as a board, and I smile as weakly and simply as I can. Like a personality-less doll, just the way they want me.
Submission. That’s what Demyan asked of me.
Fine.
This time I’ll let him win the battle.
Even though inside I feel like I’m about to explode like the
