Stefan’s POV
“Stefan! What in the bloody name of the gods do you think you’re doing?” Emilia’s shrill voice echoed through the walls of the mansion as she stomped down the staircase towards me, where I was seated in the foyer. She was steaming with rage. “Why did you bring that woman here?!”
I lifted my gaze from my phone and stared up at her, my expression darkening.
“I brought her here because she needed help.” I tried my best to keep my tone calm and composed even though my insides were beginning to boil in anger and irritation. “Would you have preferred I left her to die?”
Emilia’s eyes narrowed and her nostrils flared.
“This has nothing to do with her life. This has everything to do with you bringing her into her home. You could have easily taken her to the hospital to get medi
