“I can’t trust you to do the smart thing, so I’m doing it for you.”
I gape. “You’re locking me in here?”
“You aren’t giving me another choice.”
“You have a million choices. You live a blessed life where every choice is yours—even other people’s!”
He rolls his eyes and I take the opportunity to lunge for the door.
Mikhail catches me around the waist easily and slings me back on the bed.
“You have guards all over this house,” I remind him. “You don’t need to lock me up in one room to keep me here.”
“I know you better than anyone, Viviana.” He curls a finger under my chin. I swat him away and the asshole just smirks. “Which is why you and I both know I absolutely need to lock you in this room if there’s any chance you’ll behave today.”
I fight with him all the way to the door, but he
