What are you doing here?

NALEDI’S POV

This man was sick in the head.

I shook my head vehemently at his words. “Of course not.” I softened my facial expression, wearing one of remorse at what I had done.

It was quite hard, seeing all I felt about the death of the former Yakuza Don was joy - utmost joy and a sense of accomplishment. Not that I was going to share it with Draken, seeing I wasn’t trying to kill myself.

I opted for a reply I thought would make him a lot happier. “If it makes you comfortable and you want to stay here, there’s nothing I can do about it. Even though it’ll be much more comfortable to have our own room. You are in charge.”

See what I did there? Basically inflating his ego while sprinkling in a bit of my opinion. There was no way I could sleep here. A major part of the ghost of my past was born in this very room.

No, thank you very much.

“I will stay here.” He finally says, much to my disappointment. “However, you will have the next room. I don’t like people in my space.”