Unwelcome Visitors

Ana had picked at the food that Scott sat in front of her and insisted she ate. She was too angry to eat. How dare he make her a prisoner here. Wasn't it bad enough that he had enough rights that a judge could order her to be here, but he had to take it a step further and hire guards to watch her every move. This house was wired with security cameras in every room but the bathrooms. He could literally track her every movement and now guards stopped her from leaving as well.

This was just like him. He could pretend to be the new happy accommodating man, but she was his prisoner and that told the story. Disgusted, she dropped her fork and stood. Scott watched her a frown on his too handsome features. She looked at him for a long minute and he stared back, finally she turned on her heel and left the room. She left the kitchen and walked to the sunroom where she sat in one of the overstuffed chairs near the windows and gazed out at the grounds seeing very little.