"What kind of women are you?" He asked, looking genuinely curious.
'Eh?'
"I-I...Normal?" She answered, pointing a finger to herself. What kind of question was that anyway?
Angelo internally groaned after listening to her reply. 'Normal? Really? Was that even an answer?' He wanted to smack his head for that answer. Instead, he glared at her, thinking of how should he talk sense into her about treating a guest. He wanted to hit her hard enough to have her cry out in pain but he knew better. To take control of her, he had to make sure to win her heart.
And to win it, he had to do it with as much as less fear as he could. He had to be calm and collected for it and not think with a raging mind full of fury. Looking into the chocolate brown eyes of hers, he spoke in the most gentle manner that he could manage.
