Cattleya’s POV
“I am mad,” he said.
I turned my head, a defiant smirk playing on my lips. "What if you are mad? Do I even care if you're really mad?"
He pulled over to the side of the road, his breathing ragged and uneven.
"Are you really trying to test my patience? You know I can't hurt you—"
"Oh, then hurt me so you'll feel better," I retorted, crossing my arms defiantly.
He chuckled, his voice laced with a dangerous undertone. "I can't do that... but I can hurt you in another way that can make you feel pleasure and pain at the same time."
I slapped his hand away, my voice trembling with anger and frustration. "Jaxon, not now. You're making my head spin. I just need some time alone to think."
"To think what? To think about divorcing me because you changed your mind? Because marr
