Sue
I stared between the two sets of triplets, each set looking as fierce as the other, and neither looked like they were gonna be the first to back down. I cleared my throat and that was what made them finally stop glaring at each other to focus on me.
"No one might have noticed yet, but I'm not an object." I breathed out while staring between them. It was silent right after I spoke, till Damon snorted.
Fucking Damon… if I get my hands on his throat right now.
"Of course, Sue. You're not an object, you're our slave." Angelo spoke this time, his voice calm and his glaring expression gone.
That response made me more annoyed than I presently feel.
The one standing in the middle of the new set of triplets let out a laugh as he stepped towards me.
"Our mate is not a freaking slave. If you reject her right now, she'll come with us where she'll be treated like s normal person and not a fucking slave." He bit out, sounding quite angry.
