Chapter 115

Scarlet POV

Immediately I clutch my hands across the collar of his white long-sleeve shirt, everywhere is suddenly silent, causing the hair at the back of my neck to rise.

I take a turn to see the audience, and I can’t imagine how large it is all the way from the stage, and all eyes are on me. Not even the sound of a breath can be heard. If anyone had dropped a pin on the floor, it would have made the loudest noise.

They all look at me like a strange thing. Some eyes say, Who the fuck is that?

Some whisper, "Why is she holding the leader like that? She doesn’t even smell like us. Damn, she smells like something else. I hear so many whispers, and my pulse begins to rise and fall like the tide of an ocean.

"Who the fuck are you, that you are holding our leader that way?!” A man shouts from the front row, and that is when the audience erupted into a loud laughter.

The bones in my knees begin to feel weak as their weird gazes penetrate through my skin. I’ve never felt this awkward like th