Chapter 13: The Luncheon

"This is not funny, Signor! What are you doing in my room?" She said, covering her body with her hands.

That action alone drew his attention from her ethereal face to her body. He didn't know what color that dress was, but it was divine on her. He had never seen anything like it before, never seen a woman like her before.

He laughed, amused by the pure fire her eyes were spitting toward him. His soon-to-be wife had some wildfire in her, but even the heavens knew she was beautiful.

"Trying to help with your zipper." The sarcasm dripped out of his tongue, further enraging her.

"Like hell, you will!"She bit her tongue immediately.

If her father heard her speaking so vulgarly, he would have her whipped. However, she couldn't help the rage Makris always sparked in her.

"You can't go to the luncheon with your zipper down." He winked and began to walk towards her.

"Stay right where you are." She warned, taking a step back.

"Oh, common Emerald. Why do you have to be so mean?" He pouted mo