Viktor POV
“Minerva, you may go,” I said. She looked at me with a sad expression on her face.
“But.. but I just got back. I was hoping we could spend the day together.” She said. I shook my head.
“I have business to take care of,” I said.
“What? Like your slave?” She growled. My eyes met hers and I snarled.
“You have no business speaking of my slave.” I snapped.
“Viktor.. we’ve been best friends for years. Before you were.. captured.. we talked about killing that girl almost every day. Why haven’t you done it already? Why do you treat her so..” I cut her off.
“So.. what? She’s a slave. I don’t treat her like anything but that. Not that it’s any of your concern.. she’s not your slave. She’s mine.” I said.
“Have you even broken her in? I see her walking around all the time with a smi
