"You are beginning to frighten me…" Genevieve spoke as she pulled herself from bed, allowing her slip to follow behind her as she took small steps backwards until her back came to the desk riddled with stained maps and odd trinkets from every port from Europe to Asia. The chime of metal against metal could be heard as Crow pushed her further against the desk until she was practically one with the wood and forcing the trinkets to collide and fall to the ground. His hands rested on the surface of the desk backing her while Genevieve watched his every move with restlessness.
“Good.” He finally answered after a painful pause of silence. “Perhaps it is due time that you come to understand that I am not the man you think I am…” His words brought surprise to her as she could not bring herself t
