WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER HAS TRIGGER MATERIAL OF ABUSE AND VIOLENCE. YOU CAN SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER IF YOU WANT WITHOUT MISSING ANYTHING IMPORTANT.
Ice cold whiskey pours down my hair in freezing rivers as Eli watches me with cold eyes saying "You seem to have a bit of a temper. This should help you cool down or... do we need to take this to the bedroom?"
I shudder at his words and lower my head, trying to keep the alcohol out of my eyes as I shake my head no. He reaches out and grabs my chin in a punishing grip as he lifts my head to look at him. His ice-blue eyes watch me with a cruel light as he says "I wouldn't have to do things like this if you were obedient."
My anger spikes as I stare at the man before me. The man I used to love... the one who I thought loved me too but he turned out to be a twisted monster who gets off on power and control. I let my anger get the best of me and slap his hand away, surprising him and myself at the same time.
