LISA
I was shaking when we got the house. Or mansions a better fit for the place we arrived at.
I was still scared from what I just witnessed that I didn’t get the time to even look around the place. Also, the Executioner as with me and I was scared he would be annoyed by me gawking and rip my throat out. He seemed to be very good at that and not so good at being patient.
He led me to a room, not bothering to speak or even glance my way. The few times I was brave enough to look at him. I was blessed with the side of the chiseled face. The man was so handsome it should be illegal to look that good and be as evil as he was.
His jaw was clenched which made me think I annoyed him for some reason. I was terrified he would notice my scent now. He wouldn’t care that he claimed me as his mate.
