Chapter 61. Drunk Idiot

Catalina's POV

The question threw me off guard, I expected her to throw a fit and tell the security guards to lock me up.

I kept staring at her in amazement as she kept staring at me with nothing but curiosity burning in her gaze.

I lowered my head, the courage from the alcohol gone now that I had been caught.

"I wanted to know how you made your clients happy," I said meekly.

Vixen looked downright stupefied with the words that left my lips. I closed my eyes as the shame washed over me.

She said nothing, she reached into her bag at the side of the chairs and brought out a cigarette. 

She offered me one but I just stared at the death stick with an offended look and gently shook my head.

She shrugged like she was saying I should suit myself.

"Who is your master?" she asked.

If I thought Vixen was an angel before, she sad a goddess. Her voice matched her body and she spoke with such calm demeanor despite