BURSTED

Angela pushed him away weakly.

“That’s enough people are watching”.

“They are servants, who cares?”

He breathed hotly against her face.

Angela's heart pounded in her chest,she prayed silently that Damon won’t see them like this. She kept looking over Antonio's shoulder to the other side of the mansion.

“I hope Damon won’t see this”.

She mumbled and tried to walk, suddenly her thighs ached and her muscles went sore.

She stopped nervously in total confusion.

What is that?

Why is this happening now?

If I walk in a weird way, I will draw attention towards me and Antonio will definitely ask questions.

Just then Antonio swept her up and carried her in his arms.

“Wait…what are you doing?”

She gasped loudly in shock.

“At this point I thought you should have gotten used to this, Freckles”.

She could feel the eyes of the servants and maids on her, and she felt self-conscious about the way she was being carried, like a child.

“I can walk by myself, just put me down please this is embarrassing”