Daisy’s pov

I could tell he was hurt but he tried so hard to hide it with a smirk. “You really want to play that card huh?”

“I am already doing so.” I retorted. “I’m going to make myself happy as long as it’s not with you.”

Closing the distance between us, he whispered into my ear. “Dream on, that little pussy of yours is mine no matter who I make my public wife.”

His words stung me harshly, a bitter taste hung in my throat. “I don’t care how crazy you think this is, I want you to witness every moment of this.” He pulled away, staring at me...