Chapter 32

• Roselle bit her lip as she stared at the door, wondering if it was locked or not. She really wanted to go out and breathe some fresh air, but she doubted she would get any. Taking a chance, she padded over to the door and turned the knob. Locked. Sighing, she dragged herself back to bed, cursing Dylan with every colorful word in her vocabulary. The man really knew how to push her buttons, and right now he was expertly pushing all those buttons that had her fearing him. But she was Roselle Dasa, and she would not go down without a fight. Dylan was pushing her buttons, and in turn, she was going to push his.
• After the scary words, Dylan stayed with her for quite a while before he got up and left. It was only when he left her room did she open her eyes. She wanted to run away there and then, but the door of her room and the window was locked. And since last night, she has been locked in this room, God only knew why. But now, she'd had enough. She was going to have to do something, otherwise Dylan was going to squash her like a bug.
• Searching around, she tried to come up with a way to aggravate Dylan. He thought that by pushing her in the water, he had broken her? Brainless dufus! She'd show him. She'd show them all. She just needed a plan. Something to rattle these men's bones. Something colorful! She was glad she had gotten a good night's sleep, because now, she was ready for battle.