"Become my woman. I can make you happy,"
"Don't touch me. I'd rather die than become yours," Anna replied, her tone cold and firm.
Even in her isolation, thoughts of Reign filled her mind.
She missed him so much, and that feeling gave her the strength to resist.
Alexander's eyes narrowed, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. He knew he couldn't force her; the risk was too great.
She has a way to end her own life that had almost taken her months ago.
If not for her sister Elizabeth stepping in just in time, Anna would have been gone.
Normally, he wouldn't have cared so much about her.
After all, he had plenty of women in his life—women who were more submissive.
But as he watched her unwavering loyalty to another man, something changed. He began to admire her determination and will.
Slowly, he found himself wanting that same loyalty and affection to be directed toward him.
