The door opened and in barged the owner of the manor, shutting the door behind him. My breath hitched suddenly.
He looked.. angry? I shook my head dismissing the thought as I took a big step back. He sat on my bed, his hands behind on the bed, supporting his weight as he leaned back.
I couldn't stop the sudden burst of laughter as I saw his red foot. He did place his foot in the bathtub.
Genius!! I bit my lip trying to control myself as his face turned dangerous, but don't blame me, his foot did look funny.
Serves him right for troubling me. In an instant my hands were behind my back as I was leaning on him, my legs touching his.
I closed my eyes tightly, this position was bad. I didn't like it. Not one bit.
"Lock your hands around my neck" he spilled every word with power. I s
