224. NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE
VICTORIA
When I walked out of the room, he was waiting for me, leaning against the wall.
"I'm ready… sir," I muttered through gritted teeth.
"Let’s go, then," he replied, and without giving me time for anything, his huge hand closed around mine.
My traitorous heart skipped a beat.
I admit I didn’t expect him to keep me at his side.
This was improper in every possible way, especially for the master of these lands.
When we reached the entrance, the innkeeper was already waiting, and his eyes drop