"I don't really see how that's any of your business," Gray started before realizing that probably wasn't the best thing to say to the young maid who had managed to grab the table lamp from the shelf next to her.

She had really good aim-- the porcelain lamp collided with the side of his head. and knocked him off to the opposite side of the bed. Left him rolling on the floor in pain, muttering curses in French as he clutched his now bleeding head.

"If you have not let him fuck you yet, get out while you still can," Daisy said to Adelaide, albeit in an intensely heavy French accent. And with that, she left, slamming the door behind her.