“My relationship with you has nothing to do with you!” I say sharply. “And you’re too young for claims like that.”
She stubbornly presses her lips together and looks at me with hatred.
— Since your little ladies don’t concern you, then you’ll have to accept this too! — she blurts out proudly.
— Accept what exactly?
— My lovers.
Her words burn into the back of my neck.
— Aren’t you afraid your brother will punish you?
— That’s not your problem!
— It is absolutely my problem, — I answer, backing her into a corner. — I promised Mark I’d look after you. So… forget about the lovers, — I laugh, but inside me everything twists with jealousy.
She is my forbidden one. Innocent and tender. There are no others like her left, and I won’t dare touch her.