Alyssa walked through the halls with vengeance in her heart, and when she found Jordon sitting in his study with a smile on his face, her fury roared even greater.
"What seems to be the matter?" he asked, barely looking up from his papers.
Alyssa slammed her hands down on the table. "The matter," she spat, "is that impertinent brother of yours not giving me the respect I deserve in this house."
"Jason?" he asked surprisingly. "What has he done now to upset you?"
"It's the way he talks to me," she said. "It's condescending. Am I not fit to bear some semblance of respect from him? Do not forget that I was his stepmother before I became your lover."
"Respect and lovers are polar opposites which hardly go hand in hand, Alyssa," Jordon said. "Surely you must have known that from the very
