From This To That

“You’re not fucking leaving this room!”

His voice had risen high enough for pretty much everyone in the house to hear, so to say I was taken aback would have been an understatement.

He was seething, and all that anger glistening in his golden eyes was pinned on me. I went to move back, but when my feet did not budge even an inch, I quickly realized what was happening.

He used a fucking command!

“I said I’m going to Lucas. It’s not like I’m leaving the house.” I mumbled, “Why are you even shouting? And a command? Seriously?” I tried to hold eye contact through my words, but his gaze digging into me was so annoyingly intense that I had no choice but to break it, dropping my head.

I grinded my teeth, tugging my hand out of his hold with one hard pull. “Is this what you’ll keep doing from now on? You’ll use it whenever I’m like this? Am I your fucking dog?”

A frustrated sigh left his lips and he pulled back, putting a bit of distance between us. “That’s not what I wanted to do.” His v