"My hand, Mister Azriel Thornbury"
Veda voiced along with a slight frown upon her face. She looked up at the back of the man as he did not even give a damn to her words. She really thought he would let go of her wrist if she requested. But instead, Azriel continued to drag her inside his room without any care. "Sit"
An order came up from him as the young woman gritted her teeth in vexation. Commands from the men annoyed her somehow. "You can give whatever it is to me. I don't want to stay in a man's room. It is inappropriate" Veda disclosed and stood at the door like a statue.
She pulled her wrist back from the man's grip also. "Don't worry. I have got nothing to harm you. You can step inside" Azriel allowed with a grin tugged at his lips. "Why don't you just keep the stuff to yourself? I don't want to accept something from you" Veda frowned.
