Esme's POV
Cole grabbed my waist and threw me against the bed effortlessly, his aura suddenly turning cold and cruel all at once, something has changed in his aura all of a sudden, I noticed it immediately.
"At least if you're going to leave, I should have one good feel of you. I should mark you so you don't ever get married or start seeing someone else," he said, his tone possessive.
"Wait, what?" I gasped. "You're not going to do that, Cole. That's trapping me," I replied.
"And that's exactly what I want to do, trap you. No, there's no way you're going to marry someone else and you hold mine," he refused, pinning me in place on the bed and locking his hand around my neck, gagging me and stifling a gasp from escaping.
"So you're even planning on finding someone else when you leave
