Chapter 45: You’re Mine

(From Leandro's Perspective)

"No, you're not doing that. If you do, you can't bathe in my bathroom," I said. 

"What?" she asked, mortified.

"You heard me."

"Take it back, Leandro."

"No."

"Please. I will stink if I don't take a bath," she said. 

"Then listen to me. Promise me you won't do it."

"Come on, Leandro. You weren't like this. Why are you being cold iron all of a sudden?"

"Why are you calling me cold iron?" 

"You know, unbending," she mumbled.