Chapter 193 Burn Your House
- “There you are. What is that face for?” Prince Deacon asked, when he came into the room, Emily standing with just a towel around her. Prince Deacon had a bunch of red roses in one hand and a guy that looked in his mid-thirties next to him.
- “Go wait downstairs,” Prince Deacon ordered the guy.
- “I am not hungry,” Emily said, knowing the guy was to feed on.