Chapter Fourteen

Alyn placed the plate in front of me. I was still upset about what happened last night. I would never forget this. I wasn't hungry. I pushed the plate away from me.

Looking out of the window, I leaned back against the couch. He wanted to prove his point, but he hurt me. I got it. But he shouldn't touch her. She still claimed to be his beloved.

Someone coughed. Everything related to him calms me. I didn't want this, him around me.

"You didn't eat last night," He said.

"Leave me alone," I told him.

He let out a long sigh, "It's hard to make you understand." A smile played on his lips.

In disbelief, I spun and stared at him. He was sitting close to me. He was slightly bent forward, forearm rested on his thighs. He made my heart flutter in my chest.

Sniveling his neck, his gaze met mine. He slithered his arms under my body lifting me up to his lap, "Troy, what are you doing? If you'll spank me again. I woul