Dylan lowered his gaze to be level with hers, his other hand catching her second arm.
Savannah shuddered in his gasp, wishing that she could resist him, and finally allowed herself to match his gaze.
"Savannah, it seems that I have overindulged you. Now you have no idea what your status is or what my bottom line is. I repeat, go back right now! I can create far more trouble for you than you are worth," he threatened.
His heavy breathing came to her face, and she stopped struggling at his comment. She almost forgot her status. To him, she was just a little pet that he possessed, bound by an agreement.
It wasn't her place to try and prove her innocence. Now that he was convinced that she was the killer, there was nothing she could do.
In an instant, her heart chilled, and she threw his hand off her, taking a step away from him.
"Garwood!" Dylan cried, and Garwood came running.
