Chapitre 42: Cheating Mate

ELENA'S POV

I marched out of his suffocating presence, retreating to the room where his scent clung to everything, and buried myself under the covers. The nerve of him, thinking he could press me against the wall, making me lose my senses like that. Then he had the audacity to act smug about it! 

But fine. If Kane wanted me to "get my own clothes," I would oblige—and I'd do it my way. When he said we'd go shopping, the wheels in my head turned. Good. I'd make sure to empty every store in the city. If he wanted to control me, he'd learn just how costly that control could be. Let him pay for my new wardrobe, every single over-the-top outfit. 

And maybe… maybe I'd get a little payback for my father, too. For all the years of humiliation and the constant reminder that I was nothing more than a tool to be traded. Kane could suffer the consequences of being my mate.