Stefan stood up to leave. He hadn’t expected Alissa to say anything else. He had hurt her woman’s pride, after all, rejecting her proposal.“I came to you first because I didn’t want to discuss you with your brother,” he told her. He also meant to keep her distracted. “Wouldn’t you rather hear it from me than from Yeekoh?”“You…bastard!” Alissa looked around, then picked up her glass of wine and threw it at Stefan. She screeched in anger when he caught it in mid-air. “You think you can use me and throw me away, just like that? I brought you in. I can take you out!”She rushed at Stefan, pummeling him with her fists, yelling obscenities. Stefan stood there and let her. Much as he abhorred the woman’s way of life, he had used her for his own ends. He wasn’t one who saw things in black and white, and neither was Alissa. She, too, had chosen this life to suit her ends, and he knew she understood, even though she was too angry to admit it right now. He didn’t flinch when she slapped him.She started crying.
