Chapter 53

Chapter 53

  Myrah's POV 

"What are you doing, woman?" As I unlocked Monica's closet, Treveur questioned.

What do I appear to be doing? Stones for sale?  Purely irritated, I responded.

After saying that, I felt Treveur grab my hair and tug me away. He was so rough that I feared he would rip out my hair. I hadn't experienced a migraine in weeks. It was going to hurt with this one.

You want to use cunning to trick me, huh?

"Give me a break!"  I cried out in pain.

"Then discover how to restrain your tongue." Actually, I'm helping you out here. I give you directions, not the other way around.

I murmured as I fought to free myself from his hold, "I thought we agreed on my making the decisions."  He held me even more tightly. Why was I the victim of this?