Chapter 39: His Whore!

Donald's POV "Pretense to what?!" Her face shrunk into confusion. With a disbelieving smirk, she rapidly dragged her feet on the ground and twirled around. Pausing to face me, she counterattacked with a raging pitch. "How am I supposed to know you have an older brother when this City only sees you as the Boss? Your auras filled everywhere! Tell me how I suppose to know!" Then, subtly, her voice broke out like shattering pieces of glass, "What else am I supposed to do to be free? I struck this deal intending to be free of this imposed marriage!"  I couldn't believe her utterances. Even the gaze she was sparkling. Standing up abruptly, I drew another hot good smoke and hovered my face over hers intimately. She did not startle but her mind throbbed. I could see those eyes calling for liberty. "It is simple." I gritted my teeth together. It oozed out the flames to tenaciously splash over her face. She was in it without faltering nor with a spit of cough. Croaking out a raspy voice, I advis