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controlled voice.
    “I see you have come tonight in a rather murderous mood. However, I will endure it… for a while. The incident in the library you refer to was rather unfortunate. However it was a mere attempt at blowing off steam. You couldn’t be that hurt. Otherwise you wouldn’t be here now, would you?”
    “I’m here because--”
    “You’re here because you want to. I didn’t force you. As for your dress code, you will wear the clothes I bought you because I will not tolerate you embarrassing both of us with your ridiculous, ugly clothes. I am a man with acquaintances in high places and I expect everything to be proper when I go out. That includes my escort. If you don’t like it, then you don’t like me. I do not mix my past with my present. You belong to my present so my past is irrelevant to you. As far as you are concerned, I was born the day we met.”
    “Yes, but you pressured me to discuss my past with you!”
    “I did, because it interferes with your behavior in the present. And if I recall correct, you refused to discuss anything further than the death of your parents."
    “You didn’t ask again…”
    “Because I respected your privacy, a thing I expect from you, too.”
    He'd nailed her to the wall not only with his stare but with his logic, no doubt about it. 
    She decided to throw him a question based on instinct since she couldn't be as analytic as him.Not eith her emotions running all over the place. “Where do you live?”
    His eyes widened, showing surprise and… admiration? In a few seconds that expression had disappeared already, making her wonder if she had imagined it.
    “What is that supposed to mean? You have seen my house. You have practically lived in it for the past month.”
    “I have seen a house, a dreamy castle coming out of the pages of a fiction story. I just don’t think I’ve seen your home.”
    Her observations overwhelmed him. Was he more transparent than he thought or was her instinct so powerful? It must have been the second and that would mean he'd truly underestimated her, no doubt about it. Her mind was cunning and astonishing. He had to turn her thinking to a different direction. 
    He smiled playfully.
    “Surely, you don’t mean I have the Castle as a cover while I secretly live somewhere else, like a building somewhere inside the city, do you? If you do, you should cut back on those spying novels you read so much. They really trouble your mind, I think." Before she could even think of what to say to that, he went on. "But let’s return to your charming declaration of independence, shall we? This… time for yourself, thing. What exactly does it mean? Meeting maybe... your nice slut friends in this notorious, dangerous stripping club where they perform the most... ancient kind of service? Is this what you want personal time for? This is the reason why you refuse me the pleasure of your company?"
    Shock, fear, and then anger filled her. 

Chapter Seven
    “YOU HAD me followed?!” 
    The feeling of being followed all the time was now making complete sense. At least she wasn’t paranoid, as she had almost started to believe.
    “From the very moment I decided to allow you to enter my life, you have been constantly followed and monitored by my people. A woman of your background is not the safest choice for a mistress, so I had to act accordingly. And keep your voice down. People are staring at us.” 
    Now his voice was also louder than before and he was obviously, trying to control his anger.
    The rage growing after every word he said was now like a derailed train. Everything became red. Complete, fire-burning red. She couldn’t stop herself even if she wanted to. She stood, pushed her chair on the floor, threw a glass of water at his face, and told him in exact terms what to shove up his ass.
    She ran as swiftly as she could out of the restaurant.
    THE BLACK sports car had already reached the taxi Iliana was in and was driving right beside them.