"I had hoped," he begins, sighing, each step forward only serving to further close the gap between us. "That by now you would have come around to the idea of being here with me. But it seems I was wrong-"
"Come around to the idea?" I cry exasperated, raising my flame covered fists at him with a hardened expression. The audacity of this vampire! To think after everything we have been through, he would presume I am even remotely satisfied with coming with him of his grand little scheme to rule the world? As if! Perhaps he thinks my will is weak and pliable, or maybe he is still running off the basis that I am a good for nothing common whore who will sit in the lap of the strongest man and be content to do so.
Disgusting.
