"Look at me," Dominus demanded, as he let out a low growl.
Mary was forced to look at him as he gripped her chin tightly, tilting it up so she has no choice but to stare into his eyes.
She felt her knees weaken as the thunderous roar of the alpha filled the study. Her breathing became short and fast as his handsome face came into center view.
"What do you see?" he asked, contempt swimming in his eyes as he looked at her frail form.
"I see a spoiled child. A child who wanted to keep his toy near so he can play with it any time he desires. That is what you do to me, trapping me here without my own free will so I can be the puppet you wanted me to become," she answered him, her words sharp, her eyes filled with equal fire that reflects his smoldering gaze.
"A fucking child you say," he gripped her hair and forced her head forward, crashing his lips against hers.
