Her voice cracked through the air like a whip, silence engulfed the entire room. Even the girls on the poles slowed their movements, their gazes flickered toward the table.
“Is this the new pet you’re so fond of now? This little….white w***e?”
Aria’s hand held her face, her ears echoed so bad she thought she ruptured her ear drum. Her eyes widened as she snapped back up slowly to face her attacker, the last time she took a slap to the face was over an order gone wrong at that silly coffee shop she worked.
Lucian remained calm, his fingers idly tapped the edge of his glass, his body slouched back into the chair like he wasn’t fazed. Was he so used to violence that nothing even amazed him? or was she so worthless to him that he wouldn’t care if anyone puts their hands on her.
She thoug
