Chapter 8: Beg for my body

‘Fuck who? Fuck what? Are they nuts?!’ I was about to scream to Theodore to confront him if he would do what they told but I shivered seeing his bloodshot eyes as if he could kill.

After a minute of observing him, I felt a possessive arm lock around my waist.

"What a blunder. Don't put yourself on a pedestal in front of me. I simply handed you my garbage, but the lady in front of you right now is a jewel that will never be discarded. Know the space where your foot is now stepping."

What he said astonished me. After that, I pushed him slightly, knowing full well that I would never allow myself to be considered his property. On the other side, suddenly, the two dukes sprang to their feet.

"Forgive us, my Lord, for our insolence." They knelt on their one knees, one hand on their stomach, and their heads bent.

Nonetheless, the other person was just grinning and not engaging in the behavior of the other two. Theodore, on the other hand, moved away with me and left his arm behind my waist.