The man cursed and spun, blade tip dripping the fee drops of blood that trickled down Marilyn's neck, Marilyn relaxed and allowed her tired eyes to close. The smell that she couldn't decide even if her head wasn't fuzzy and pounding with pain, evaporated with the breeze and cool air. When it reached her, Marilyn sighed deeply and felt a small smile twitch her lips up.

"Artemis, meet our invited and unwelcome guest. He has others that are probably circling the estate. I order you now, make them pay for their idiocy by accepting this job for money. Shoe them no one messes with the Arimon family and gets away with a simple slap on the wrist." 

Her words were strong, laced with confidence and anger, in reality she was exhausted and disgusted that these people had dared enter her hone. The feel of something wrapping around her slumped form had Marilyn tensing before a nose nudged her chin. It was Eros, wrapping himself around her until his head was atop her own. His hiss had Marilyn trying and failing to rise to her feet as the man reached down and yanked her up by her hair once more. 

"Who are you ordering about? Young Miss your being very rude" he tsked softy as the blade came to rest on her neck, wincing as it traced the pierced skin almost teasingly. Her mark was blazing and warmth was curling in her entire body, Eros' hiss reverberated in the silence aso he reared up and opened his jaws. He would strick with a word from either Artemis or Marilyn. He had no venom, but could strangle the person other ease. [@pyroman]