"How could she do this to me?" he thought. "I made her. She is mine."
Madness.
Madness that haunted his mind, disturbed with this thoughts.
Another fight. Another stupid fight.
There really was no hope for Kraven and Selene affair. He was obstinate and possessive. Jealousy dominated him.
She was resolute and independent. She was moved by vengeance.
Would she really love him?
Kraven kept this thought, torturing himself day after day. For one night, she loved him. He knew it. He felt it.
But he wanted more. He wanted her every night. Every day. Every minute.
He made her. She was his.
But she did not think the same. She were week that night. She gave in, something that would never happen again. But she also knew that what had happened in Kravens bedroom would make him to pursue her even more.
She would not give in again. She was conscious there was no hope for them.
Hopeless.
But Kraven kept, in the bottom of his heart, the tiny hope he could have for her love. He could not give up.
She gave in one night, and she would do it again.
He had hopes.
Vain Hopes.