“I own you.”
The words rang in Ariel’s ears as the warning bells went off, and she realized too well that he was right. He owned her in every sense of the word, and a shiver rang through her.
Definitely not a good one.
“You don’t own me, Kane; I am my own person.” She spoke out, inching closer to him in spite of the fear that had her in her clutches.
“If you think so.” Kane sneered, giving her a once-over, and she cowered from his gaze.
“What do you want, Kane?” Ariel sighed, unable to stand the fact that they were standing in the same room and breathing the same air.
“It is simple, Ariel; just eat the food, and I will be out of your hair.”
“That’s it?” Kane shrugged, and she glanced at the food. It looked so delicious; the bacon was cooked to a delicious brown crisp, and the eggs w
