"Don't use the property as an excuse. I know you don't need it."

Theodore sneered, his eyes cold and distant.

“You forget, Ariana," he said, his voice laced with disdain, “that you are my wife, though in name only. I can't allow anyone to mistreat my property."

Ariana felt a pang of hurt and frustration, realizing that Theodore's intentions were far from noble. To Theodore, she was merely a possession, a toy to be used and discarded as he saw fit.

With a sneer on his lips, Theodore's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.