Chapter 9
ARIELLE’S POV
“I asked you a question Arielle, answer me,” Derek growled.
His domineering voice caused me to shudder and his hollow eyes that were void of any emotion seemed to be staring into my soul. I averted my gaze to the floor, my face still flushed.
“I did not like that you bought me those clothes as a p*****t for s*x. I am not some kind of w***e that is having s*x for money,” I complained as I folded my arms.
Derek grabbed the back of my neck possessively, and glared at me.
“And since when did your opinion matter on this? You are our mate, and you are to do as we say,” He boomed.
He moved his lips to my ear, his breath grazing my skin as he spoke. “I want to see you in those clothes tomorrow, or else there will be consequences. And believe me, you will not like wha
