Paige froze, a lump forming in her throat. Lucian Aurelius, she thought, as her head started to spin.
Branson’s face paled, and he looked like he might piss himself. Little beads of sweat began to form across his forehead, as he carefully turned back to Greek god who still hadn’t moved since Branson had made the little remark regarding Paige’s body. Suddenly, his whole body began to vibrate, and an evil smile played on his lips.
“You enjoyed looking at her body, did you...?” Came Lucian's distorted voice, which now took on an evil demonic tone, sending a shiver of raw fear down Paige's spine.
Branson looked like he was about to vomit, himself. “N…no...!” he stuttered out in fear, taking a shaky step back.
In a blink of an eye, Greek god was standing in front of him holding out somet
