Hope POV
"What did you put in my drink, Tiffany?" I c****d my head, regarding her steadily, the smile on my face growing wider as I saw the panicked look in her eyes. "Was it some kind of sedative, or was it an aphrodesiac?" I purred, blocking her from leaving the room.
Her pallor is so pale she looks like a ghost now and her eyes resemble a deer in headlights. She swallowed hard, glancing at the doorway, desperation on her face. I smack her, listening to the sound of my hand colliding with her face with satisfaction, glancing ruefully at the large handprint I've managed to leave on her cheek.
"How did you know?" she whispered, unable to look me in the eyes.
I give a scornful laugh. "You were so fake when you tried to persuade me you wanted to make amends and be a family. You've nev
