Emily's POV

“What the fuck?!” I yelled at Adrian.

“Watch your tone, Emily!” He raised his voice at me.

Adrian had never spoken to me that way.

The last three week In Malta had been nothing but pure bliss even though I was dragged like a criminal from sleep.

We'd gone to bed that night pissed at each other, I didn't even know that Adrian slept at mines.

I woke up the next morning, rather, I was woken up the next morning to get a few essentials because ‘the plane was leaving soon’.

I thought it was crazy, and I hate for him to control me, but I could not...