Being Rebellious

Elizabeth’s POV

I bite on my bottom lip, immediately hating myself for snapping at her. Alexa’s friendly, but I have to do what I have to do.

That man can’t just kidnap me and expect things to be alright. Never.

Since I only want to do some retouching, there’s no harm in it. Right?

“I’ll get the paints.” Alexa speaks, breaking my chain of thoughts.

“Good! I love that.” I grin at her.

Alexa turns to head downstairs to go do as she’s instructed, but my next words make her stop in her tracks, abruptly.

“You’ll be getting fifteen buckets, each of wine and black paints.“

I watched her turn around and stare blankly at me, question marks written all over her face.

“You heard me right. Those two colors will make everywhere spicy.” I giggle.

“Hum, I don’t think that’s a good idea ma’am. Mr. Ethan wouldn’t like that at all.”

I’m irritated again. “And who the hell are you to tell me what he’ll like or not?”

Alexa looks down at her feet, biting on the corner of her lips. My heart throbs. I kn