Tommaso’s POV -
The way Thalia stood radiated regality, confidence and ease, her position next to me made sure people knew she was owned.
I gently pressed my palm to her lower back, encouraging her to walk to to the booth, but after only a few steps she froze in place.
“What’s wrong baby girl?” I whispered in her ear, at her visible discomfort, she turned to me her face in a state of fear “I can’t be here”, she said worry evident in her voice, I took her hand and pulled back towards the elevator that wasn’t there, we had to wait but I could see the panic in her face, I saw a door by the bar I pulled us both through it, it was a storage room, dark and a bit dusty and glanced out to see if the elevator arrived, but nothing yes “what’s going on?” I asked worried “you said you wanted to com
