It was difficult for Clarisse to get up on her own. The corset on her waist was practically strangling her and the man who was responsible for the fall in the first place was having a swell time bullying a servant.
"I ask again. Who are you?" Esteban demanded of the woman whilst refusing to let his iron grip go. The sight of it greatly disturbed Clarisse but it wasn't like she wasn't expecting such a low from an entitled son of Wohar.
"I see you have no respect for women," Clarissa muttered under her breath, going out of her way to slap his hands off. It didn't work. Whatever the woman had done had made the prince unhinged but Clarisse's act did catch his attention.
"This is none of your concern My lady."
"I don't know. I think it is very much my concern when I notice a man harassin
