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“We will protect you,” I tell her decisively, as if I called the shots around here. I was defenseless enough as a child, and I don’t want to see anyone else go through something like that.
“You can’t stay here,” Connor says after turning away from talking to Geo.
We couldn’t hear their furtive conversation, but it is evident that it was serious.
“What?” I almost shriek.
I can’t believe he would turn her out on a night like this. She doesn’t have anywhere to go.
“It’s not our problem,” he says, pinning me with his dark eyes.
Now, I actually am about to punch him.
What an asshole.
“If they were to find out we offered her asylum, they would come for us.”
Francesca curls in on herself.
“You are as disgusting as they are.” I seethe. “Turning her away, making her go back to something like that? Fernando will never forgive you. I will never forgive you.”
“Fernando? He’s here?” Francesca says, perking up and leaning forward a bit.
“I’m not looking for anyone’s forgiveness,” Connor says.
Geo stands at his side, the expression on his face unreadable. I can’t tell if he’s in agreement or not with Connor’s decision.
“I’m master of this house, and if you don’t want to be cast out with her, you’ll shut your mouth.”
“You can’t cast me out, fuckstick.”
Brigette gasps somewhere in the kitchen as I square off with my new husband.
“I’m your wife.”
“And as such, you are my property, and I can do anything I want with you,” Connor says, and it’s my turn to gasp.
“Property?” I say on a whisper, the room deadly quiet. “Fuck. You.”
I grab Francesca’s free hand and pull her from the stool. My sudden movements cause her to hit the teacup and it clatters on the plate.
“Go to hell.” I look at both Connor and Geo in the eyes before I march out of the kitchen, a quiet Francesca in tow.
I don’t stop until we are in my room, the door shut and firmly locked behind me, as if that would keep him out if he truly wanted to come after us. I set her tea down on the bedside table I’m not currently using and pat the bed.
“Here, sit,” I tell her, and she does. “I’m sorry about that.”
“Thank you for sticking up for me,” she says quietly.
I clasp my hands in front of me, unsure of what else to do as she looks up at me.
“It was the right thing to do. He’s being an ass. I won’t let him throw you out,” I tell her firmly, praying that I can somehow convince him to let her stay.
“It’s okay. They are right, you know.”
“No, they aren’t.”
“They are. In this world, it would be dangerous for them to allow me to stay here.”
