"Mistress, you need to calm down as well…" Yin muttered, her words unsure as she kept glancing up and down. She went from the floor to my eyes, the floor to my eyes, and rinse and repeat till I eventually replied.
"Did you not fucking hear me," I sternly glared at Yin, who whimpered before disappearing from the room, leaving me with just my son, who leaned back against the desk behind him, slowly rubbing the red finger marks on his neck. "Goddammit… don't tell me she was choking you."
Quickly, I rushed over to the man and turned his head to the side with ease. He barely resisted even as I touched the sore spot on his neck, which I quickly healed with beautiful white flames. They graced his pale skin with an angelic touch, also healing the massive eyebags that had destroyed his beautifully handsome face.
