CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: SOMETHING MOVES
ROSE AMARA POV
It is not desired to enter the residence oddly. Ethan forced changes into me with each stride I took, causing friction that I wished to think was terrible but not. We made a detour at the mall because I did not intend to let anyone see me without makeup or wearing some clothes.
Dirty clothes.
My hair is now wrapped back in a bun, with makeup, and wearing a short dark gray dress. Even a heavy foundation couldn't hide the hickey on my neck, which had turned dark blue, so I had to get a set of necklaces.
When I approached Ethan outside, he gave me an irritated look. What right does he have to treat me that way after the excruciating pain he's giving me with the toy?
"Something bothering you, Princess?" It takes everything I have not to
