Aurora's POV. 44.
"And why?" Luther’s voice was sharp and Cold.
I clenched my hands. “I need money to get some things for myself.” My voice was heavy, controlled. I couldn’t let him sense my true intentions.
His eyes narrowed. “For what again?”
“I need to step out for a little while.” I forced my voice to sound casual. “I need to see a friend.”
Luther stilled. Then he let out a slow, dark chuckle. “See a friend?” His tone was mocking. “Since when did you start seeing a friends?”
My stomach twisted, but I held my ground. “I don’t understand. Can’t I go out anymore? I’m your wife, Luther, not a slave.”
His jaw ticked. “A wife,” he repeated slowly, his tone dangerous. “A wife who must follow everything I want.”
My heart pounded, but I refused to back down. “You can’t stop me from g
