Chapter 46

• Anger surged up Roselle's spine at his words. This man was a monster and he was reveling in demonstrating that fact. Oh, how she wanted to crush him. If her hands weren't tied up, she would sink her nails into his jugular vein, the fountain of blood that would've erupted afterward would've been a thrilling sight.
• "You are a monster," she seethed.
• "And you are going to fall in love with this monster," he muttered before leaning down and capturing her lips with his, resulting in the melting of her bones and evaporation of her sanity.