92

SIN

“Artemisia!” I yelled her name but got no response.

I plucked my robe from the bed and donned it, then turned to Emma. “By the time I get here, I need you to be out of this room. And when I find her, you fucking need to explain to her, it isn't what she thinks.”

“As if I will waste my time on a useless being like her.” Emma rolled her eyes.

I stalked towards her and yanked her off the couch, “So help me God, Emma, you are Artemisia's sister or not, one more snide remark from you about her, I am going to freaking punish you!”

“Punish me,” Emma murmured. Her voice had gone relatively low, and I wondered if she was trying to act sexy or not.

It felt disgusting to me.

“I'll be loyal to you, Sinclair. I am way better than her in the bedroom, you know that.” She yelled at my back.

How had I got involved with her in the first place?

I guess I had thought she would be a better option. She was the most annoying human I had ever bedded.

I barged into the room without knocking. “Artemisia!”

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