Axel POV
“If you don’t mind, I don’t want to talk about it,” Liana says softly as she avoids eye contact and gets up.
“I do mind,” I grunt as I watch her cover herself with a robe.
“Look, Axel,” she says tiredly, pushing her fingers through her long, golden hair. “It doesn’t concern you. I didn’t break any rules or violate the terms of the contract. And I don’t want to talk about it.”
She walks to the door and furiously I jump up to stop her. I slam the door shut and press her back against it. Liana’s eyes go wide but I do not loosen my grip on her shoulders.
“Why did you see Wyatt?” I demand but she stubbornly presses her lips together and only stares at me.
“Tell me,” I lean forward and start kissing her neck. The agony of not knowing is driving me mad. And the fact that she refuse
