Avery’s POV
“I won't let you dismiss me like some piece of trash!”
Banging on Thane’s door nonstop, I wait for him to respond but he doesn't still.
After taking my phone from me, he walks to his room and locks himself up.
“Thane!!!”
Even though he left clear instructions on how to address him, I'm not abiding by that without clear instructions.
“Open your door, Thane!”
My intentional act to piss him off is so obvious from miles away.
“Will…”
He snatches words off my lips when the door opens unexpectedly, causing me to fall in his direction.
“Shit.”
He's swift to catch me and stabilize me.
I bet that the only reason he didn't let me fall off or go out of his way to help me is that I’m heavily pregnant with his child.
“Young woman, to your room.”
“No!”
I counter his order adamantly.
“You can't just cease my phone, then start acting like a god…”
He grabs my hand with full force and drags me out of his way.
“Ouwww!”