[ANASTASIA]
My bluntness catches me off guard, and if I didn’t hear it wrong, one of his men in our proximity starts coughing.
I haven’t got a single clue why I’m saying what I’m saying. It’s all coming out without a filter, and I seem to have no control over it. Not that I have regretted anything so far. According to my drunk brain, everything that I’m saying makes complete sense, and I have nothing to feel ashamed of.
And why should I? I am only stating the obvious, aren’t I? He should be the one embarrassed for ignoring her blatant attempt to seduce him. But despite my claims, he simply rolls his eyes, as if I’m seeing too much into nothing. As if I’m crazy to think of the possibility.
“You’re overthinking it, malysh. I assure you that’s not the case.” He says that slowly as if I’m
