Serafine’s POV
I pushed the bathroom door open slowly as I peeked out to see if Damien was watching me. I furrowed my brows and came out when I couldn’t find him anywhere. I noticed the clothes he placed on the bed for me, and, I rolled my eyes.
Why did he choose these clothes for me? Does he know if I want this or something else? I wondered as I brushed past the bed and walked up to his wardrobe.
I flung the cabinet open as rage boiled in my veins. I roughly shuffled through his wardrobe, “First he took me back to this house where I had run away from… then he took me to his room against my wish and now he wants to show me what to wear.
I clicked my tongue as I shook my head, “How is he two-faced? One minute he is sweet, and the very next he is so cold and wants to control everything.
