Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Aden

I'm holding my breath, waiting to see who has finally come to dinner, waiting to see if Brooklyn is here, if her tears are gone... when Jayde breezes in.

"Hey baby," she says with a big smile, settling into her seat across from me and looking at my plate. "What, you couldn't wait for me?"

She looks up at me then, and her smile falters. She can see, clearly, that I'm in a foul mood and she has to tread very, very carefully.

"Wait for you?" I say, narrowing my eyes. "Why should I wait for you, when you are late?"

Jayde glances at the grandfather clock on the far wall and winces.

She is late, by five whole minutes. Something that she knows I do not stand for.

The chef comes through the door again, putting an entrée and bread in front of her.

in this house," she says

her further and

all apology, but instead, she

shut, looking down at her plate and taking a piece of bread out of its little basket, fiddling with it

as the Alpha of this house,

Jayde shakes

she says. "You're right, I should have been

you should

unfair. The truth is, I don't care if she's

powerless. And maybe I just want to be treated with a little more

But I can't. I push my plate away. "You are not my mate or my wife. You are here, eating my food, wearing the clothes I buy you, spending my money, just so you can give me pleasure. When I desire

blinks. Never, ever, have I stated our

her my girlfriend or partner-she knows it isn't really like

suddenly feel sick. But I'm still angry. I'm not done. "Is that..." Jayde starts, unable to stop herself. "Is that really how you see me?" Slowly, she

my chair. I want someone to fight with. I want her to fight back. "And right now, I want you to go upstairs. To my chamber. I want you to wait for me

she says,

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