Jaxen POV
We returned to Thronpark.
As soon as the car stopped, I carried Scarlett inside.
The house was quiet. Our butler looked startled when I passed him without stopping, Scarlett in my arms.
I took her upstairs and closed the bedroom door behind us.
For several seconds, I stayed standing beside the bed.
She was still struggling with the drug. I could see how miserable she was.
My restraint hung by a thread.
I knew what she wanted and what I wanted.
Then Scarlett looked up at me.
“Are you going to give me what I want, or not?”
My brow furrowed deeply, shadows forming between my eyes.
“Scarlett, I’m going to ask you one last time.”
I crouched beside the bed.
“Do you know who I am?”
She fixed her gaze on me, her eyes steady and unblinking.
“You? You are so handsome!”
