Chapter46
Robert's Point of View
That look... her eyes, drowning in tears yet armed with defiance at the same time, formed a provocative contradiction in its finest form.
How dared she call me by my bare name? "Robert"... she uttered it as if I were not that man whom everyone trembles at the mere mention of his name, as if I were not the master of this place and her owner.
I felt an overwhelming urge to crush her in the most hideous ways, to break that stubbornness peeking out of her eyes, but I turned and left the room without saying another word; staying there meant losing my total control.
I headed with angry strides to Sarah's room. I opened the door with slight violence; she was still there, sitting on the bed in her red dress that screamed sexiness, but her face bore expressions of amazement and fear.
