Cruel Black Rose

Making my way up the stairs towards my room, a sudden jerking caught my arm, startling me, as I whirled to the bastard gripping me. Beneath my mask, my eyes contracted, into a sea of flames, as I stared at the Lordling bearing an arrogant smile. 

"How much?" 

"Excuse me?" 

The blue eyes, blond hair Lordling smirked, silencing the restaurant, as many merely stared. He pointed to his posse behind him: " Me and the boys wanna hit." 

Jerking my arm away, I turned, not even bothering to speak to them, as I made my way upstairs, wondering if the drama between everyone was over. I was sure Vesy was acting, trying to get a feel from everyone around him.

"Ayo bitch!" A howl caught my ear as I turned toward the group of three. A slow burn slowly gathered within my chest.

"How's seven gold sound?" He said, as the two men, or should I say boys giggled like a bunch of school girls.