Her body ached, her eyes sore with tears as she opened her eyes to the noise coming from the large room known as the maids' quarters.

Through her blurry vision, she could see the tall, fair skinned middle-aged woman standing in front of her. Her face wasn't visible enough but she could easily tell this was the maid who had brought her here last night.

"Madam, you've been assigned to the kitchen this morning," the middle-aged woman spoke with a calm but serious tone.

Samantha rose her head slowly and her short brunette hair could be seen, dangling all over her face.

"I'm so weak," she spoke with a low pitched tone, recalling how she had cried herself to sleep on the cold tiled floor last night.

"It's an order from above, unfortunately there is nothing I can do to help your situation," the lady continued sternly.

Samantha licked her dry lips slowly and dragged her body up from the floor. She looked around and could see some of the maids in blue uniforms, sitting on their respective beds, staring at her.

She dragged her frail body up the floor and took a deep breath while staring at the lady in front of her.

"Shall we?" The lady asked at once.

Samantha nodded slowly and followed behind as she walked out of the room.

Walking into the large kitchen, the smell of pastries and fresh vegetables filled her nostrils.

All eyes were turned in her direction and all activities seemed to slow down at her presence in the kitchen.

"You all, turn to your duties!" The woman ordered and everyone looked away from Samantha immediately.

She quickly sensed the woman to be the head amongst them and she buried her gaze to the floor as the woman turned her attention towards her.

"Now, you'll scrub the kitchen floors this morning, and then wash all utensils used in preparing breakfast for the family. As soon as you're done here, you'll receive your next assignment," she ordered.

Samantha remained silent with her gaze still on the floor.

"Anna, get her all she needs to work on the floor," the woman said to a young slender blonde haired girl who was chopping carrots.

Samantha watched as Anna returned with a bucket and a floor brush for scrubbing.

"Here," Anna said and dropped the equipment on the floor.

"I'll be back to supervise," the woman said and walked out immediately.

Samantha knelt on the floor and wiped the tears that escaped her beautiful hazel eyes. She could hear the maids gossiping as she began to scrub the floor slowly. The floor wasn't that messy, but she knew it was just a punishment from Mrs Clyde. What has she gotten herself into? She thought as she sniffed and continued scrubbing.

"Who would have thought she would become a maid overnight?" She heard gossip from the maids who were assisting the male chef in the kitchen.

"Serves her right, she thought she was the most beautiful woman in the city to be chosen as sir Ryker's bride," one of the maids remarked in whispers.

"Be nice, Betty, she probably never heard about the Clyde's family," another lady remarked.

"Neither did she know what awaits her," the third lady said.

"She didn't bother to find out why she was the only girl who applied," Betty said with a mocking laughter as she looked at Samantha who wasn't paying attention to them.

"I heard she's from the countryside, so she probably didn't know," Anna commented.

"Of all the beautiful girls in Avena city, she was the only one who applied to be sir Ryker's bride, and she was happy, thinking it was luck on her part," Betty continued with laughter.

"Oh, poor thing, I pray she doesn't end up like madam Essa," Anna whispered to the other maids.

Samantha raised her head quickly and her eyes met with that of the women who were gossiping in whispers. They all looked away immediately and her heart began to pound.

"You all, quit the gossip and continue with your duties!!" Rick, the male chef ordered and Samantha could hear the ladies throwing insults at him while carrying out their duties.

"Essa, she doesn't end up like madam Essa," she muttered the words of Anna as they echoed in her ears again.

**

Seated regally around the large dining table, the whole family could be seen, having breakfast in a serene, well coordinated setting.

"It seems Ryan has left already," Sophia said to her mother as she sipped from her cup of coffee.

"Oh, that'll be goodnews. Enough of his nuisances already," Mrs Clyde sighed and rolled her small grey eyes.

"How can I leave so soon without breakfast?" Ryan's huge voice came down the large staircase and they all turned to him.

Ryker's brows gathered deeply, seeing his brother walking down the stairs, still dressed in his white pajamas.

"Good morning brother, good morning mother and my beautiful sisters," Ryan greeted with a smile as he joined the table.

He made a silent chuckle, seeing the frown on their faces, except for Sophia who smiled wryly.

"I asked you to leave," Mrs Clyde groaned.

"This is my father's mansion, and I alone have the right to decide when to leave and when to come in," he said with a smile as he grabbed the jam jar.

"You lost that right a long time ago," Mrs Clyde reminded him.

He kept silent and spread jam over his slice of bread which he munched gently. He looked around and pulled a surprised face.

"Where's your new bride? Samantha or whatever she's called?" He asked, looking at Ryker.

"And how's that your damned business? Hmm?" Ryker fumed.

"She's supposed to be beside you, having breakfast, right?" Ryan chuckled.

"Are you here to mock me?" Ryker snarled, hitting his fist on the table.

The girls gasped and looked at their mother at once.

"Oh, Ryan, you claimed to know Sam, didn't you?" Mrs Clyde smirked.

He nodded while munching his bread.

"How come you never knew she had a disease?" Mrs Clyde asked with a mocking smile on her face.

"A disease?!!" Ryan exclaimed.

"What?..uh?.. Have you slept with the bitch?" Claris laughed.

He stood up immediately.

"Where is she?" He asked almost immediately.

"In the kitchen, with the maids, that's where she belongs," Sophia said.

His face pulled into a frown and he stormed out of the dining room immediately.

Standing in front of the kitchen door, he saw her kneeling on the floor, her fragile hands scrubbing the floor as gentle as she could. Her sleek white dress was soaked with perspiration and his heart shattered immediately.

"What are you doing?" He asked, walking into the kitchen majestically.

The maids greeted him as he walked in but he paid little to no attention to them.

She raised her head at the sound of his voice and her face was covered with her messy hair which she tried to wade off her face.

He couldn't bear the sight of her sore eyes and he knelt before her immediately while everyone watched with keen interest.

"What are you doing?" He asked in a calm but angry tone.

"I'm..I'm..scrubbing the floor..," she spoke, trying to look away from his face.

"Get up and walk with me," he ordered firmly.

"I..I can't, I'm not done yet," she replied.

"Get up and walk with me!" He thundered and pulled her up immediately.

"Sir..she can't..," Betty tried to counter him as he dragged Samantha with him to the door.

"If you dare say a word!" He fired, his charming blue eyes now burning with rage.

Betty and the maids retreated backwards and he turned and stormed out with Samantha.

"Call Madam Kate immediately!!" Betty cried to the rest of the maids.

"You can't do this.. I'll be punished severely for disobeying orders!" Samantha cried as Ryan's huge arms pulled her carelessly along the passageway.

"Some orders are meant to be disobeyed," he said angrily as he continued to drag her along.

"Ryan!!" Ryker's bold voice called angrily behind them.

Samantha's heart skipped at the sound of his voice and she fell on her knees immediately and began to sob.

"What do you think you're doing with my wife?!" Ryker slammed, walking towards him slowly.

"Your wife? Or your slave?" Ryan scoffed, grabbing hold of Samantha and pushing her behind him.

"She is my wife and my slave and you can't interfere!" Ryker fired.

"You think I'll let you do to her what you did to Vanessa, uh?" He scoffed again.

A punch from Ryker sent him staggering backwards and Samantha rushed towards him and helped him regain his stance.

He wiped his lips immediately and looked at Ryker who was still coming closer. Without a word, he charged at Ryker immediately and they both fell on the floor, rolling over as Samantha began to scream for help.

Mrs Clyde and her daughters showed up in the passageway at once and they all rushed towards the men who were still on the floor, exchanging blows.

The bodyguards rushed in to separate the men and Mrs Clyde charged towards Samantha immediately.

"It's not enough that you tricked us, now you want to cause a rift between my boys?!" She slammed and sent a hot slap on Samantha's cheeks.

"Mother!!" Ryan screamed as he tried to escape the men who were pulling him backwards.

"You bitch!! You need to leave this mansion!!" Claris cried and pulled Samantha's hair backwards while she let out a sharp cry, followed by heavy slaps from Mrs Clyde.

Ryan couldn't take it any longer, with all his strength, he broke free from the men and rushed towards his mother and Claris who were dealing with Samantha. His strong arms pulled Claris away and she fell, hitting her bum on the floor.

"Ouch!" She cried and some of the maids let out a quick laugh which they buried immediately as she gave them a fierce look.

"Mother, you should stop it! Don't make me go the hard way!" Ryan yelled at his mother who was still hitting Samantha on the floor.

"Or what would you do, uh? You junkie!!" Ryker fired, walking towards Ryan but Sophia pulled him back.

"Ryan, have you not done enough harm??!! Go back to rehab where you ran away from and don't ever show your face again!!" Mrs Clyde yelled in his face.

"This is my home!" Ryan defended.

"You're a junkie, and you're not welcomed here anymore. Father wasn't even proud to call you his son before you killed him!" Ryker fired.

"Yes, go back to rehab!! You don't belong to the Clyde's family anymore, you good-for-nothing son!!" Mrs Clyde slapped him on his chest.

He remained silent as he watched the whole family rain insults on him one after the other.

"And you," Mrs Clyde turned to Samantha who was still weeping on the floor.

"You caused all this! Get up and return to your duties immediately!!" She yelled.

"She won't," Ryan said calmly and walked over to Samantha.

"Are you asking her to disobey my orders?" Mrs Clyde scoffed.

He remained silent while standing in front of Samantha.

"You know what, mother, let them be. They both deserve each other," Ryker said with a smirk. "One is with a disease, and one is impotent," he added and gave an absurd laugh before turning away.

Ryan remained silent as they all laughed and walked away one after the other, leaving him alone with Samantha who was weeping heavily on the floor.

Shoving her into the small balcony, he stood firmly in front of her, watching her regain her stance.

"Tell me why you married Ryker!" He demanded almost immediately.

"Your lips are bruised..," she cried, trying to touch his bruised lips.

He shoved her hands away and she retreated slowly, seeing his indignation.

"I wanna know, why did you do all of this?! Why did you marry my brother? Why did you trick the family?!" He raged, his charming blue eyes seething with anger.

"How.. can..can I answer all of it?" She stammered, her lips trembling as she stood before his intimidating stature.

"I want you to answer me as soon as you're done eating!" He said and walked out.

Her hands trembled on the balcony as she watched him return with a tray of food which he placed on the wooden table.

"Eat," he ordered and took his seat on the armchair beside the table.

She took her seat and devoured the food almost immediately.

"You've been starved!" He said angrily.

She didn't respond and continued eating.

"Of all the men in the world, you choose Ryker?!" He slammed.

"I..I never knew about him," she managed to speak as she looked up at his face.

"Then why marry him?" He scoffed. "Oh, I guess you found the offer online," he added.

She nodded and continued eating hungrily.

"You didn't bother to know why you were the only one who applied?" He smirked.

She gulped and paused for a moment.

"Oh, now you know. Even the gullible ladies had refrained from being Ryker's bride, especially with the rumors flying around," he said.

"What rumors?" She asked immediately.

"You heard about his first wife?" He asked.

"No.. I don't know anything about the Clyde's family," she replied curiously.

He looked at her thoughtfully and nodded.

"Nevermind," he said.

"I wanna know, I wanna know what shit I've gotten myself into," she said fearfully.

"Were you that desperate to get married, that you didn't run a background research?" He asked, looking at her face deeply.

"I..I never knew the wedding would be this fast, I..I never even knew I stood a chance to be chosen. I only gave it a try," she explained innocently.

"And you thought you were the lucky one?" He asked with a mocking tone.

She kept silent and wiped the tears that escaped her eyes.

"Don't cry," he said with a smile.

She sniffed and buried her gaze on the floor.

"You don't have a family?" He asked.

"Even if I do, they can't rescue me now, I'm like a prisoner here," she said sadly.

"I can get you out," he promised and reclined back on his chair.

"I don't want more troubles for you, I've caused you a lot already," she said with guilt written all over her face.

"You betrayed me, Sam. After what we shared that night. But I won't hold grudges, I just want you to be free from this chain," he said thoughtfully.

She swallowed hard and looked away from his handsome face which sent her heart melting at once.

"Just promise me you won't reveal what happened between us to your family," she said.

"I still haven't forgotten that night with you, it's the reason I stayed back, I wanted to go in search of you. And then..and then I found out the next day, you were marrying my brother," he said with devastation.

" Please let bygones be bygones. I'm your brother's wife, and what happened between us that night was a mistake," she said.

"It wasn't a mistake, I felt a connection, and..I want you, Sam. I can get you away from this mansion, I want us to go far away from here and build a life together," he said with emotion.

"Stop it! I don't feel anything for you, it was a one time mistake and you shouldn't take advantage of the situation. I don't even know you, and I don't want anything to do with you, I'm married to your brother!" she snapped and stood up immediately.

He tightened his fist as he watched her stand on her feet.

"Sam," he called, but she was gone.

"Is he sick? What's wrong with him? He wants me? Gosh, how did I end up in bed with him?" She soliloquized as she walked along the passageway back to the kitchen.

**

"What was Doctor Steve's response?" Ryker asked his mother as she applied a dark shade of lipstick on her lips.

"Oh, he's out of the country, but he's sending his colleague to come do the test," Mrs Clyde replied, smacking her dark lips.

Ryker nodded slowly.

"I can't wait to get this done once and for all. Once found infertile, I don't think I can stand her presence anymore," he said, his face as hard as a stone.

"So, what are you gonna do about it?" She asked, walking elegantly away from the mirror, beautifully donned in a black blazer jacket and black pants.

"I think she needs to leave the same way Vanessa left," he said sinisterly.

"Ryker," she cried worriedly.

"Mom, I can't stand her presence, I believe there is something she shares with Ryan which I'm not comfortable with," he expressed.

"Are you after Ryan? Or after your inheritance?" She asked, walking closer to him.

"I'm after both," he gruntled.

"I didn't teach you to hate your brother," she scolded.

He sighed in frustration and looked away from her.

"The only reason I'm against Ryan is because of your inheritance, I want Clyde's wealth to be in your name," she explained calmly.

"If Dad wasn't so stupid to find out so soon that I wasn't his biological son, everything would have been in my name already," he voiced out with disappointment.

"Oh, yes, and since he tried to prove smart by changing the will, I'll show him I'm smarter," she said with a smirk and patted his shoulders.

"Come on, the representative from Otech is here, we can't keep such a dignitary waiting," she said and adjusted her jacket before walking out.

Walking into the palatial living room, she found the charming, broad, blonde haired man sitting majestically on the sofa, handsomely dressed in black suit. She could see her daughters already engaging the man in a conversation and she smiled broadly, knowing too well what her girls wanted.

"Oh, mother, Mr Ken has been waiting," Sophia said with a smile as she watched her mother walking into the living room.

"Hi, Mr Ken, welcome to our beautiful home," Mrs Clyde greeted as the young man stood up and they both shook hands.

"It's a pleasure meeting you," Mr Ken said with a smile.

"It's an honor on my part, meeting a representative of the third leading tech company in Europe," Mrs Clyde said with pleasure as she took her seat.

"Mom, Mr Ken is not just a representative, but a comedian too," Claris said and they all laughed.

"Oh, it seems my girls like you already," Mrs Clyde remarked.

"I like them too, they're so funny," Mr Ken acknowledged with a charming smile and the girls giggled sheepishly.

"Um..permit me to ask, are you single?" Mrs Clyde asked.

"Oh," he muttered as his eyes bulged while the women laughed.

"For now, I am," he said and Mrs Clyde gave a signal to her girls and they both smiled sheepishly.

"Um, can I meet Mr Ryker, the acting CEO?" He asked, and just then, Ryker marched in, elegantly clad in a long black suit jacket that suited him perfectly.

He exchanged greetings with Mr Ken and he took his seat beside his mother.

"Congrats, Mr Ryker, for your wedding," Mr Ken remarked.

Ryker nodded slowly.

"Thank you, I never knew the news of my wedding went far abroad," he said with surprise.

"Your family is well renowned all over the continent, it shouldn't be a thing of surprise," Mr Ken said with a smile and Ryker nodded.

"Where is your wife? So I can also say hi and congrats to her?" Mr Ken continued.

Ryker's face pulled into a frown and he took a quick glance at his mom.

"Oh, Mr Ken, our new bride is taking a nap. We'll send your greetings when she wakes up," Mr Clyde put in immediately.

They were still speaking when Samantha walked in, looking so tattered, her frail hands trembling with the tray of drinks she was holding. Madam Kate could be seen running after her and all eyes were turned in their direction.

"What are you doing here?!!" Ryker flared and sprang up from his seat.

"Ser..serving drinks..," she muttered with fear.

"I tried to stop her!" Madam Kate cried behind her.

"Oh, no! Go back now!!" Mrs Clyde yelled as she rushed towards her.

"Is..is that Mr Ryker's new wife?" Mr Ken asked, taking a good look at Samantha who was being shielded by Mrs Clyde and Ryker.

"No..no!! She's just one of the maids," Sophia and Claris put in immediately.

"Go back now!!" Ryker thundered at Samantha whose hands were trembling greatly.

The tray fell off her hands and wine glasses shattered all over the floor.

"Oh shit!!" Everyone exclaimed.

Ryker, losing his cool already, sent Samantha a hard slap that landed her on the floor immediately.

Mr Ken stood up quickly and rushed towards them.

"You shouldn't treat your maid in that manner!" He yelled and brought up Samantha from the floor.

"I'm so sorry.. I'm so sorry," she cried and tried to clean up the floor.

"Get out! Kate, clean up!!" Mrs Clyde yelled at once.

Samantha tried to run away but immediately bumped into Ryan who was heading to the living room in rage. He had watched the whole drama unfold from the stairs and he quickly grabbed hold of Samantha with his raging eyes, looking at his family who were watching anxiously.

"Oh..no, Ryan, not again!!" Mrs Clyde cried.

"Mom, Ryker, how dare you?!" Ryan thundered, storming towards them.

"Who is he? Mr Clyde has another son?" Mr Ken asked with surprise as his eyes fell on Ryan.

"No..not..yeah..!!" Mrs Clyde panicked and everywhere became tensed.

Mr Ken didn't take his eyes off Ryan for a second as Mrs Clyde battled for words.

"Um, I'll take my leave for now, the atmosphere isn't business friendly at the moment," he said and turned to walk away.

"No.. don't leave!" Mrs Clyde called while trying to go after him.

He paid no attention and walked out immediately.

"You girls, go after him! And make sure we secure the deal!!" She yelled at her girls who were befuddled at the moment. They both nodded and ran out at once.

Ryker shut his eyes bitterly and then he threw a baleful glance at Samantha and growled, "How dare you show your face?!".

Samantha tried to speak but Ryan grabbed hold of her hands and hushed her.

"Enough of your nuisance, Ryan!! How dare you step out?!! You and this filthy bitch!" Mrs Clyde yelled, walking towards Samantha and Ryan.

"Oh, really? I am a legal son of this family and I deserve to be recognized," Ryan defended.

Ryker scoffed and walked towards him.

"Just hear yourself," he chuckled, taking a firm stand in front of him. " You're not welcome here, don't you get it?" He asked impolitely.

Their eyes locked fiercely and Mrs Clyde tried to pull Ryker away.

"The moment you choose drugs over this family, the moment you choose to humiliate and betray this family, the moment you killed father, you stopped being a Clyde!!" Ryker bellowed in his face.

"I didn't kill father, I didn't betray the family, how long am I going to explain my innocence?!" Ryan cried, his blue eyes filled with emotions as he felt subdued by his brother's words.

"You don't have to explain. I've told you countlessly, the only way to redeem yourself is to return to rehab and come back clean. Return to rehab, Ryan, return and clean up the mess you've made with your life; And when you return, everyone will be willing to welcome you back, and you can reclaim your rightful position in this family.

Aren't you tired of being treated like an outcast? Hmm?" Mrs Clyde asked, touching his chin.

His eyes became filled with tears as he felt his mother's palm caressing his face.

"Go back, redeem yourself," she coarsed.

He paused and took a glance at Samantha who was watching him with tears streaming down her cheek. He walked away immediately and Samantha's knees became feeble, he was her only defender against these people, if he leaves, she's dead, she thought and broke into tears immediately.

Mrs Clyde's lips broke into a smugly smile as she turned to Ryker who was watching Ryan walk up the stairs.

"Now you!" She called, grabbing hold of Samantha's hair. "Haven't you done enough?!" She yelled and landed a blistering slap on her cheek.

Samantha knelt on the floor and began to weep.

"Were you sent to destroy me, hmm? How dare you show your face without being called up! Do you know what you've caused this family?!" She bawled at the weeping Samantha.

"I'm sorry, mother, I never knew!!" Samantha pleaded with tears.

"If I lose this multi million deal, you're dead!!" She threatened.

"Enough, mother. Send her to the dungeon," Ryker ordered from where he stood, his grey eyes watching the whole scene in dissatisfaction.

"Great, that'll be the nicest place for you at the moment," Mrs Clyde nodded.

Just then, Claris walked in, looking dejected.

"Where is your sister?" Her mother asked.

"She went off with Mr Ken, he chose her over me!!" She cried, springing her feet on the floor angrily.

"It doesn't matter, dear, anything to secure the deal," she said with a smirk and Claris pouted her lips and turned to Samantha.

"You!" She called and walked towards her.

"You ruined my chances of being with Mr Ken!" She yelled and kicked Samantha with her silver heels.

Samantha began to cry again and just then, two bodyguards walked in.

"Take her away, to the dungeon," Ryker ordered.

"Mother, please!!" She cried as she was pulled up from the floor and the guards dragged her away.

"I still want Mr Ken!! I want him, ahhh..ahhh!!" Claris cried and ran up the stairs angrily.

"Son, I believe Mr Ken suspects a thing about Samantha," Mrs Clyde said to Ryker as soon as Claris was out.

"No, he doesn't. He believes she's a maid," Ryker affirmed.

"We can't trust anybody, rumors might fly tomorrow. The public's eyes are already on us, and we don't wanna give them another chance of doubt, it's ruining our reputation. Look how hard it was to find a bride," she said thoughtfully as she walked closer to him.

"So what are you suggesting?" Ryker asked curiously.

"Tomorrow, you'll step out with your wife. Yes, we need to give them the impression that we're treating your new bride right, in contrast to whatever rumors might fly," she said.

"But..there are no rumors yet," he scoffed.

"You don't wait to get caught before you run," she gestured with her index finger moving back and forth at his face.

"I can't stand her," he said coldly.

"It's all for the cam," she said with a smirk as she turned with her back facing him.

"When is the doctor coming for the test?" He asked after her.

"We haven't heard from doctor Steve yet, but he's promised to send in the doctor soon," she replied.

"We're running out of time, mother," he said worriedly.

"I know," she said and turned to look at him. "But we're getting there, starting from your brother leaving the mansion," she smiled sinisterly and walked away.

**

He stood beside the large mirror, looking at the white substance wrapped in a small plastic bag. He swallowed hard, and the veins on his neck became visible.

He placed the substance in his pocket and sighed heavily.

"It's time to return, I'm sorry Samantha," he said to himself as he grabbed his black jacket on the bed and walked out of the room.

Walking through the passageway, his heart became heavy at the thought of leaving Samantha behind. He knew what awaited her here in the mansion, but she had proved adamant to receive his help. She chose this life and he had decided to choose his.

He needed to return to rehab so as to redeem himself before his family for a crime he committed years ago. He just hopes she'll be alive to witness his glorious return, he thought and let out a sigh.

He stopped for a moment, hearing voices from the other side of the passageway.

"She's at the dungeon already, without food and water. I hope she doesn't die of starvation, it's quite unfair how the family is treating such a poor innocent soul," he heard the voice of a maid.

His heart began to thump and his eyes bulged. He couldn't believe they had thrown her into the dungeon and his blood grew hot immediately.

He barged into the maids who were gossiping in low tones and they quickly threw a greeting and walked past him.

Without thinking twice, he headed backwards and zoomed off to his mother's chambers.

"Ok doc, we'll be expecting you soon," Mrs Clyde ended her call as soon as she saw Ryan walking into the chamber.

"I thought you're gone!" She barked.

"So desperate to see me leave, uh? So you can murder her like you did to Vanessa?" He blurted out with a scoff.

"How dare you accuse me of Vanessa's murder!!" Mrs Clyde yelled and stood up from her seat.

She gave him a heavy slap and he licked his lips and chuckled.

"You got nothing on me, mother. I want you to free Samantha from the dungeon right away," he warned confidently.

"And if I don't?" She asked with a smirk.

"You'll hear from the media soon," he threatened and turned, his back facing her.

"Really?" She smirked and placed her arms akimbo.

"And so you should know, I changed my mind. I'm staying," he said, turning to look at her.

"No..you can't stay here," she countered, walking to meet him.

"Why? Afraid of something?" He smirked.

"No,. your presence causes humiliation, more reasons your father never included you in his affairs," she smirked. "You're nothing but a mistake," she cursed.

He swallowed hard and wiped his lips.

"I've heard that countlessly. Free Samantha and escape my wrath," he warned and stormed out immediately.

She remained silent, watching him walk away.

"You still won't go away? We shall see," she said with a smirk and turned back to the couch.