Lyanne’s POV
We kissed again. The last time I checked, we were just in the garden with his brother and his family. But now I’m in his room, and we are kissing again.
I looked him straight in the eyes, wondering why my opinion about him being an asshole was important to him. He is a ruthless and heartless man. For the two consecutive days that I have been with him in his house, I have noticed that he does not care about other people’s opinions and feelings.
And now, he is asking me to believe that he is not an asshole. But I think he is!
I sighed because, even though I have a different perception of him, I need to just say whatever he wants me to say. I am his pet, remember? It’s pathetic and too dumb to hear, but this is the only thing I have.
“You are not an asshole, my lord,” I
