Rhane clenched his teeth. He had met a lot of women, but not once in his thirty-three years of living had he seen someone as careless as Jenna, casually undressing in front of a man. It even annoyed Rhane the most that Percy almost had the seat, and it made Rhane want to step out and beat the boy up before throwing his limp body to wild animals.
That wasn't all. When Rhane saw the dress Jenna had on, that left her cleavage almost hanging out, he clenched his fists but tried to act indifferent.
"The Scourge..."
Rhane's hand tightened on the zipper, his eyes narrowed on Jenna's small back.
"Rhane... I can't breathe," Jenna confessed, touching the corset of the dress.
Rhane let go quickly, going back to sit opposite Jenna.
"Do you think this looks good on me?" Jenna asked, raising her sleeves that were as long as the dress itself.
Rhane almost replied that he would gouge the eyes of anyone who looked at her, but he kept a smile.
"Master looks good in everything," he replied.
