"What did you just say?" Zev’s voice was low and menacing as he glared at Vanessa, his entire body tense. He wasn’t sure if she knew that Thalia was the maid from his house, but if she did, things would get ugly fast. Vanessa had a way of making people's lives miserable if she felt even remotely threatened.
Vanessa crossed her arms, her smirk fading slightly as she saw the intensity in Zev’s eyes. "I said, she looks like a maid. I don’t get why you’re interested in her." She scoffed, flicking her hair. "I mean, you don’t even know her, do you?"
Zev felt a small wave of relief. She didn’t know. But that didn’t ease the tension in his chest. He sighed, trying to contain his frustration, knowing full well that Vanessa would pounce on any sign of weakness. "You just don’t understand, do you?
