Chapter 4 - Shopping

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*****Lucian*****

She would have said anything to piss me off, stupid human bitch. Didn't she understand that I could crush her with one hand? I would have if I didn't leave the room at that moment. The way she looked at Marcus made me want to rip both of their throats out. She should be looking at me that way. I was her master, not my brother. I would punish her after the shopping trip, though I think the trip alone is probably punishment enough from the way she is reacting.

At the moment I had to clear things up with Marcus. What an asshole for fueling her fire. I had to take it easy; he didn't know how she was. Hell, I was even shocked that she didn't show embarrassment when he walked in.

When I reached the foyer Marcus and Elaine were waiting. Marcus was wearing a dark green silk button down shirt with black pants. He always looked good in green, it made the color in his amber-green eyes stand out. Elaine was dressed in a dark green dress that matched my brother's shirt. I didn't understand why he always made his pets dress in the same colors he did. That green clashed horribly with her pale skin and gray eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with you," I hissed.

"What," he asked genuinely confused. He didn't understand how Evie was.

"I already told you she's smart. Now she knows a way to piss me off, and it's your fault."

"I'm sorry I didn't realize that. You just need to make her not want to piss you off," he smiled.

"Easier said than done, have you noticed that she's spiteful," I snapped.

Just then Evie walked in looking more like a goddess and less like the slave that she was. Her long black hair hung to her waist in silky strands that looked as soft as they felt. The clothes that I picked out for her hugged her petit body, showing her curves. She glared at Marcus, but when she noticed me watching her, she looked at him in fake awe. I don't know which one I wanted to kill more.

****Evie****

After I was dressed and cleaned up a little bit, I went downstairs. I had to guess where to go, this house was so big. Luckily I was right on my first try. I was such a genius.

I caught a glimpse of Marcus standing in what I guessed was the foyer. It was a smallish room with light brown walls. The door ways were arches, there were three of them. One was the main door. On my left of that, were French doors leading to a sitting room that had a fireplace. Opposite those doors was a door way leading to a small room with a table, probably used for business. The doors themselves were made of dark wood. The floors were stone tiles, and a huge light fixture hung like a chandelier above the heads of my perpetrators.

I glared at Marcus as I walked in. That bastard had the gull to touch me in ways only my boyfriend should be touching me. Although Lucian touched me that way and he wasn't my boyfriend. He insisted that he was my master. If I were him, I would have ripped Marcus's throat out.

I then realized that Lucian was watching me. I couldn't help it. I knew I was going to get into trouble for this; I looked at Marcus with lust in my eyes. Lucian glared at his brother. He roughly grabbed my arm, practically knocking me off my feet and dragged me, stumbling, out to the car.

I paused, letting the warmth of the sun wash over me. It had been days since I was outside. I inhaled the November air, sighing with its freshness. The sun warmed the land, chasing away what little cold lingered. A slight breeze blew dark strands of hair away from my face. We must have been somewhere toward the south because of the warm weather.

"Let's go Evie," Lucian hissed. He threw me into the back seat of a silver mustang and got into the passenger's seat. Another girl got in on the other side of me while Marcus drove.

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