A mocking scoff escaped Selina as she bit her bottom lip, finding his words ridiculous. She understood it was her refusal to remain submissive and continue bringing his meal.
Selina leaned forward, planting her hands on the edge of the desk. Cool. Deliberate. Her face levelled with his, their stare clashing with unspoken tension.
"You want an apology? For what—being human? For standing up to a woman like Maura, your mistress? You want me to bow because your pride feels insulted when I'm the one being treated unfairly from the beginning of our loveless marriage?!"
Zane's expression hardened, a colder shade sweeping over him. "It's not about pride. It is about fairness. It's about order and retribution. You will do as I say."
"Retribution by hurting the innocent me in your darkness?" She chuckled coldly, rolling her eyes as she tried not to let whatever he had been playing on her all this time seem to be still affecting her.
