the last thing you ever expected was to have Cardan in this position. Tied up in a chair and held at your mercy. And you definitely hadn’t expect him to tell you he hates you because he thinks of you. Often. Gods why did you feel this way? He hates you. Well…you thought he did. Feeling a rush of confidence and adrenaline you lift his chin with the dagger. His eyes ran over your face in anticipation. Before you could think you lean close, leaving your lips inches apart and see as panic and desire runs through him.