"I will sue you!"

"Which part of their body dared to touch you? Was it the hand?" Zephyr stood to my right, Zacharias to my left, while Zaire was in front of me gently stroking the strands of my hair that the unknown men had touched.

Zaire seemed to consider them a disease that would leave a trace. The two men in front of me realized the explicit meaning. Their faces flushed with embarrassment mixed with anger. I was enjoying this.

Zacharias relaxed his palms. "Should we break their hands?"

Perhaps because my husbands were taller than the average man and had broad chests, the guts of the two men before me seemed to shrink. They moved back hesitantly.

"What did you want to do just now? Don't you know who we are?!" snapped the man in the black shirt. Although he said it in a high tone, his facial expression implied fear. What a coward!

"If you don't want to be thrown overboard, then leave us alone! Blame it on that insolent woman of yours!" said another man wearing a brown shirt. He stood behind his fri