"What the hell is wrong with you? You can't just force someone into something like this. I don't even know you."
Cleopatra frowned at his words, and she almost seemed to be reconsidering her actions before her face became solemn and she released a small sigh. She spoke slowly while releasing Azrael's hand and taking a step back to give him some space.
"Okay, maybe I shouldn't have hurt you. I'm sorry."
Cleopatra tried to reach for the hand she had twisted to see if he was okay, but Azrael shrugged her off roughly and stepped away with a scowl. Cleopatra smiled.
"I'm really sorry about that. But I think you should reconsider your answer. There are many benefits to be gained from being with me. You see, my father was someone just like you. A demigod with no God Aspect. He is one of the reasons why I find you so fascinating.
