"It's too dirty and can't be used again. Besides, there is no way I'm letting you wear something that cheap." He muttered.
"I want my clothes Marcus and I don't care if it's torn, dirty, or unsuitable to wear. I want them right now!" She demanded, folding her hands across her chest.
He didn't say anything after her demand, instead he moved closer to her and pulled her into his hold. His turquoise eyes gaze into hers, Arianna gulped and for some reason, the green in his eyes stood out more.
Marcus hands held her by her neck, she had been on his mind all night and day long. He wanted to touch her, kiss her like his life depended on it….well, actually his life do depend on it. His beast was going crazy inside since they haven't had anybody connection with theirs for a long time, he was dying to put his mark on her. Claim her as his, but that has to wait until she accepts who he is.
