"Smart girl," he grinned. "Let's see why you thought that impostor was me, shall we?"
"Wait, we haven't even gotten to the best part…watch me make her shatter." The House Voice gloated.
Nathaniel shrugged, "Okay." He adjusted his wife's position on his lap and turned back to the screen that had been paused on Thokozani's face in the throes of passion. The little woman on his lap shrunk into herself.
Nathaniel watched the screen. He watched another man desecrate the holiness of his woman calmly. He felt her body tremble in fear as she watched herself in horror. Quite a few unbearable moments later the Thokozani on the screen screamed out a name.
"Did you think that was me, Treasure?" Nathaniel asked lazily.
"I- I" Thokozani stuttered.
"Sadly, yes." The House Voice intoned with pure annoyance. "But, I still made her scream."
Nathaniel hummed. "Treasure, you know I'm very possessive about my things and my people, don't you?"
