Confessions — Do You Even Love Me?

She gripped his throat with her free hand, "Don't get me wrong, little boy. Do you really think you could please me with that body? Huh?", she squeezed his throat tightly watching him struggle for air. "When I mention a harem earlier, I meant the type with tortured slaves", she spelled the words out so he could easily understand.

Foam began to escape VJ's mouth as he struggled for air.

"Lady Igris!", Winston who'd arrived shortly but waited outside finally appeared. 

"Winston", her grip on the young lad's throat loosened. "I don't allow visitors down here". She spoke without turning to face him or fully releasing VJ.

Winston dropped a knee — a gesture that he'd only ever done for Drake. "The boy is naive. Please spare his life".