Penny rubbed her neck with her hands, feeling the man's fingers around her which had tried to suffocate her. The pain reducing within a few seconds just as the carriage was pulled away from Quinn's mansion and out on its way. She was right. Men like him didn't change and it was hard to change in such a short duration of time.
And though the man had squeezed her neck, she had the satisfaction of slapping him harder than before. If he were a human, it would have hurt more but with him being a vampire the scale weighed more on the shame of being slapped by a former slave than being slapped by a woman. Her hand clutched hard.
"Are you alright, Miss?" the butler asked, his face looking worriedly at her.
"I am alright. Thank you for before," she thanked him.
