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Chapter 15: Carrots

"You're the Kings'?" The guy asked me. I frowned again.

"The King's what?" I asked him.

I was nobody's thing. The closest someone I was to anyone was Damon Salvatore's wife. I mean, in my dreams. Actually. Now that I was thinking about it, Adrian looked quite similar to Damon Salvatore. Maybe a big taller and muscular. I wonder if Adrian had a six pack. NO, Gabrielle. Bad thoughts. No. Shaking my head, I looked at the guy with patience. He looked at my hand.

"The King's property. The King's slave." He finished.

"Fuck off." I responded. "If you think I'm property or a slave, you can, and I mean this in a nice way, go fuck yourself." I continued. I rolled my eyes at him and Luzo started laughing.

"Don't mind him. He's only saying that because you're staying in the red quarters. No one but the King stays there." Luzo explained. I nodded and shrugged. "I will probably move to the black quarters tomorrow. Or maybe the hot pink one." I said with a laugh. Luzo and the guy looked at me funni
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