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I threw daggers at Avalon, who was caught pouring whiskey in his condition. Tsking, I stormed over to him and ripped the bottle away.“You don’t need this the way you are.” I focused all my anger on him. He seemed to pick up on my emotions and met me glare for glare. The crystal decanter was stolen from my grasp.“The day you tell me what to do is when we are all free.” He snarled in warning.With an angry growl of my own, I won the decanter back and chucked it into the bare hearth. Avalon’s eyes went from angry to furious in seconds. He tried to intimidate me, stepping into my personal space, his nose brushing mine. I watched his jaw tick over and over, his lips pulled into a taut line. I didn’t back down.“You’re ill. You don’t need that junk.” My voice was even.
He narrowed his eyes, giving me a childish face. “Do not ever tell me what to do again. Do you understand? You’re just a little girl who knows nothing about the shit she’s in. Don’t think you can play with me, because as I’ve told you, you will lose.”Rolling my eyes I reached up and took a hold of his shirt collar. Yanking him down to my level, I heard his surprise at my strength.
“I have had enough of your shit, do you understand. You can no longer intimidate me or command me to do as you want me too. I know too much now, Your Grace. I’ve seen too much. Or have you forgotten?” I smirked, enjoying the flustered look on his face. “You will start treating me with the respect of an equal. I don’t ask it of you, I demand it of you. Do you understand?”Lifting my chin proudly, I waited for his response.I heard what he longed to say, saw what he wanted to do to me, felt every fiber of his being holding back. Storm-gray eyes thawed from ice to a warm look of adoration.“Alright then.” His voice was like velvet. “Can you please unhand me, Alexandria? We do have a guest.”I had momentarily forgotten about the gorgeous blonde woman who was sharing a grin with M. Lancer stood in the doorway, arms crossed, and brows knitted together. I ignored him. I was done trying to be anything but me. No bending to anyone’s will. If Lancer wanted me, he’d come take me.
He’d come take me like Arthur did.I felt my heart flutter at the thought of the man I had grown to desire above all others. My cheeks also heated at the thought because I knew the truth now.
I let go of Avalon, somewhat self-conscious of my outburst now. The stranger in the room just smiled and she didn’t feel like a stranger. I couldn’t place her. Had I seen her before?
