Forced to be His
he said, his glare not softening.
“It’s not his fault. I forced him to leave me alone. He kept telling me that you ordered him to stay with me but I wanted him gone and so I manipulated him into leaving,” I said, not caring if I ended up in even more trouble than I was already in because of this.
“And why would you do that? When you know he’s there for your protection, why would you try and get rid of him?” He asked.
“Because…I wanted to…piss you off…” I trailed off before taking a deep breath and continuing, “I wanted you to know that you couldn’t control me and that’s why I put on that bikini and started talking to Mark—”