GILBERT
When Kate walked into my room, I knew she wanted something or she might be here, to disturb me. With the look on her face, I concluded it has to be a request.
"You are not here to make a request. Are you?"
"Of course I am. And you have to do it"
"I am not carrying out any of your requests"
"Well you will soon have no choice"
I scoffed. "You can make use of the door, please"
"I am not going to leave until you listen to me"
"Fine! What do you want?"
"I want the slave girl"
I furrowed my brows. "Slave girl? Which of the slave girls?"
"The one you were talking to in the garden"
I batted my lashes. "Xavia?"
"Wow, you know her name. Well, that doesn't matter. I want her to work for me and you will have no say on whatever I do with her or how I plan to punish her when she of
