My heart had stung. When she had practically fled from my presence and disappeared into the carriage, I felt that familiar piercing to my wretched flesh. It did not even matter that I had been the one to ruin the beautiful atmosphere my simple hunt trophy had gifted us. I just couldn’t bear hearing of her concern for my men, no matter how well meaning or innocent it was. She was mine and if she was going to care about any man, it would only be me.
Again, I hated how easy it was for her to just walk away in that manner, when all I hoped for was for the night to never end. To keep listening to that beautiful voice of hers that awakened me in ways I could have never imagined. She would have spoken the entire night and I would have sat there relishing every beautiful sound from her beautiful
