“Have you come here in these flirty and torn clothes for him to dip you in a tub that isn't his and lick you clean with his lowborn wretched tongue?!”
“What are you saying, Milord? This is madness, I am nothing to you.”
Was this how they behaved in this realm?
“Tell me his name!”
Belladonna finally lost it and she snapped.
“I did not come here to see anyone. I was lost, I’m new here.”
His brown eyes darkened with even more rage. Belladonna didn't feel safe with the flames that burned at his fingertips, as they grew.
“You smell of another. A male. Don't lie to me.”
By Ignas, the insanity!
“I don't even know you!”
“I don't know you and you torture me! What do you want from me?!”
He blinked, taking a step back, the fire that laced his hands dying.
