The people, mostly men, just stared at Xenia while others ignored her pleas and continued their business. Some of the women looked away while others stared at her with pity in their eyes. What kind of creepy cultist bullshit was this, Xenia pondered.
With Mason's tight grip around her, they quickly returned to Xenia's room. When he opened the door, he threw her on the bed, and his body quickly covered her. His hand went around her neck, giving it a little squeeze.
"Don't ever embarrass me like that again," he growled. "Do you understand?" Xenia didn't say anything as she glared at him. He brought his face closer to hers. His lips hovered only an inch over mine. "Do you understand?" He asked again.
Xenia would've spoken if his hand hadn't been around her throat, so she nodded slowly. He
