ARIA'S POV.
I lifted my chin higher, refusing to let his warning silence me before I was done offloading my mind. “I will speak to you however I want to after what you’ve done,” I said calmly. “You don’t get to treat me however you please just because circumstances put me in your hands, Alpha Dante. My problem isn’t even really about the job—it’s about the fact that you didn’t even think to consult me first before making decisions that have to do with my life. I have no problem working as a maid, Alpha Dante, but at least let it be my choice, my decision. Not something that was chosen for me without my consent.”
His eyes grew colder, and his voice dropped into a dangerous calm that made it feel like the air itself was freezing.
“Circumstances?” His jaw tightened, the muscle ticking hard
