Donovan looked at her with confusion.
"That's what she said," Silja clarified.
Donovan pursed his lips and his pupils contracted.
That woman...he gritted his teeth as murderous aura filled the room.
On the other hand, Silja was no less. Her whole body was shivering and her chest rose and fell heavily.
For a long time, no one said anything and the room filled with a heavy silence.
"Seat down," it was Donovan who broke the silence and pulled Silja towards the bed.
Silja was too tired to resist him.
"What I had with her or any other woman was before you. But I don't have anything to do with her or any other woman anymore," Donovan looked up at Silja's eyes.
"I was a different man before I met you Silja. Women were nothing more than just a way to satisfy my needs and I had never taken more interest in them than that," his words were slow and steady. He wasn't ashamed about what he was. But it was necessary to clarify to her that now his heart only lies with her and her.
