Leslie
My aunt Sierra kept looking at me weirdly as I continued what I was doing without responding to her.
“Daisy!!” She hissed. I sighed and dropped down my pen.
“When did you suddenly become rude to your aunt?”
“I wasn't being rude.” I simply said and returned my attention back to my papers.” I didn't want to talk much, most especially , to her… but she was bent on forcing me to talk.
“Are you being this way to your heart simply because of the scandal going on?”
“No.“ My reply.
“Are you angry that I asked you to reject and break the bond with your captor sons?”
“Aunt Sierra!” I hit my hand on my desk. “They are my mates and not my captor sons as you're labelling them.”
She scoffed and crossed her legs. “Just you listen to yourself Daisy, are you sure you are in your right sense
