'Do you really have to, Beth?' said another voice that didn't belong to her or Madeline. 'How about you stay here, and Madeline can visit,' said the stranger's voice in her head. When realization finally hit Beth, her eyes widened and her eyes moved across the street to find the woman standing not too far away from her as if the woman was waiting for her to follow her.
The issue was not that though right now as he stood quietly without moving from his place. He stared at the Penny to know she wasn't Penny at all. Without a blink, Damien pulled the girl from the bed to bring her down on her ground with his hand around the neck.
Penny guessed that the Lord of Valeria whom Damien had introduced him to be his cousin, she guessed that their relationship was close as in these past few days, she had not seen him close to anyone. The maximum went up to his sister but that was a greet, kissing airly next to the cheek. A lot of people interacted with Damien and outwardly he appeared to be someone who was always at the center of attention.
"Would you like to rot in my room? But even the rooms aren't safe. You see, I don't trust people that easily. I have trust issues especially when it comes to slaves but I am willing to put my trust in you but not in your safety. Do you follow what I am saying?" he asked staring right at her, "Don't worry. I am not going to mark you with burning hot iron like the establishment. You either choose to pick a collar that you will wear around your neck or you be marked. What do you pick?"
One side of Calhoun's lips pulled up, "It is good to hear that you want to like me," and while Madeline had her face turned away, he pulled out the piece of paper from his pocket that he had tricked her into believing that he had thrown it out of the window.