I waned to hug my husband, to hold him tight.But now wasn't the time for that.“Thrak!” I shouted again. My heart raced as I moved to his face. He ...was so lost to the rage he might hurt me. Even with the control I had given him. But I couldn't be afraid. I had to get him in this fight. I darted in as he raised his hands up to beat the ground. One blow could kill me. He was so strong. I cupped his swarthy face with my hands, staring into his dark-red eyes. “It's me, Thrak.”His hands froze.“I know. She was lucky only two of the developers knew what she had done and all they did was smirk and the one comment that nearly made her quit was "How is your bum?"Bill had just ordered when she entered. He gave a gasp of surprise for she was dressed as though she was going to a club or similar institution, it was not the office dress she had on yesterday. Her hair fell over her shoulders and the floral dress was pulled in at the waste with a wide but decorated belt; the dress was held up by two. I lifted her right boobs with one hand and twisted her nipples in all directions in another hand.We stopped when we heard the doorbell ring. We both dressed up, and Ashu went for a bath. Manu ran to the ground floor to unlock the door. Slowly all the family members arrived one by one.Ashu had locked her room and went for a bath. So Nayana came to the next room, sat on the bed, and tried to wake me up. I acted as if I was in a deep sleep, placed my head on her lap, and tried to hug her. Nayana. I’d lost any opportunity to get to know my parents, but Alistair still had a chance, and I’d promised myself in Lhanbyrde to do what I had to for his chance to come to fruition. In the end I hadn’t even had to lift a finger.Which reminded me of the letter I still held in my left hand, forgotten. I looked at the envelope again, my eyes following the shapes of the small, utilitarian script on the front. I took a deep breath, and popped the wax seal, straightening out the parchment on my.