SIN POV
I growled, staring at the hole I had made through the wall.
The distressed look on Artemisia's face when I saw her running surfaced in my mind. She had looked so frightened that I wanted to punch the one who terrified her.
At first, I thought she just fled out of the room since she could be sometimes weird until I glimpsed her torn clothes.
Was the bastard trying to take advantage of her? Under my freaking roof?!
He should have known before coming here because I was sure if the b*st*rd had thought things through, he wouldn't have.
Artemisia was not as safe as I had thought. It was because of her I had fled to come to Merene. I didn't want any harm to befall her, even if she meant nothing to me.
I wasn't ready to answer some silly questions about her well-being. Hence, the re
