HERA
Atticus has been avoiding me since that night.
And while I should be happy about it… it kind of pissed me off.
I hardly saw him anymore, and he has stopped me from serving him his meals.
I was already used to it. The unwanted attention from him. Some days, I even looked forward to the ridiculous instructions he would give.
Now, it felt like we were strangers in this palace.
And that was an even worse feeling than the unwanted attention I got from him.
He was literally acting like I didn’t exist. Like he didn’t f**k me raw against his wall that night.
I kept replaying that moment in my head, how his eyes had burned into mine, the way he forced me down, and the intensity with which he had taken me.
Everything had been raw and… dare I admit, passionate, and while I preten
