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.

on such formal terms in this house,"

at her further and

all apology, but

her plate and taking a piece of bread out of its little basket, fiddling with

for you? That as the Alpha of this house, I should be at

shakes

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

you should have

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

And maybe I just

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

ever, have I stated our relationship in such stark

knows it isn't really like that—but now?

breaks over her face, I 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?"

to fight back. "And right now, I want you to go

says, going

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255