53. Can't have her

53. Can't have her

Rogue's POV

"So?" I craned my neck to my right at Xan who had a playfully curious expression on his face.

I ignored him and took a sip of my whiskey. I know what he was attempting to do. But he wasn't going to get an answer from me.

The truth is I don't know myself as to what I want in my life. I like blood and dead bodies. But a lover. It's scarier than seeing ghosts in the dark.

I would be happier to embrace an evil spirit than a woman who feels something for me. Because there's nothing called love. It's just a delusion. And women and their feelings are nothing but a trap.

"Your girl said the other girl was suffering from some kind of trauma. Don't tell me you have a hand behind her suffering." Xan's words made my fists clench.

I can do a lot of things but rape and forcing someone into becoming a sex slave is not my thing.

"She's been enslaved and gang raped for weeks. If anything it was your fucking ass that collided with her and increased her anxiety." I scof