"I hate you." My voice cracks as I tell him.
His feet stop at the door.
I clutch the bedsheet tightly around my chest as he turns around with an emotionless face.
"Then there will be a lot of hate fucking between us." A smirk curve his lips as his green eyes rake over my body with the heat of conquest.
Hot rage flows through my veins and I glare back at him with so much hatred for what he did to me.
"Breakfast at sharp 8:10. You remember, right?"
He smirks arrogantly and walks out of the room with his warnings.
