Arianne Wynn held her breath, suddenly realizing that her wish to end her current predicament was nothing but a dream. He was already being merciful by sparing her a lifetime to make up for her sin, she had no right to choose...
“I’ll go to sleep in the guest room.” This was her last form of resistance.
“Try take another step!”
Mark Tremont’s threat was bitterly cold, feeling like the freezing wind outside had gushed right into her heart.
She halted her stride and kept quiet, waiting for him to continue.
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