"Annul the marriage?
Since when is that your decision to make alone?
Beauty, don't even think about it!"
"You'll never escape my grasp in this lifetime."
Lucas's icy eyes darkened, his brow twitching violently as his hands clamped onto her shoulders, his entire body trembling with barely restrained fury.
"Dream on!
There's no door or window for you to slip through.
If you refuse to come back with me today, I swear I'll have this place torn down—mark my words."
His threat struck home.
Beauty swayed slightly, her soft lips pressing into a thin line.
With a bitter laugh, she retorted, "Lucas, why must you be so ruthless?
I'm grateful for all you've done for me over the years, and I'll repay you if I ever get the chance.
But can't you just let me go?
You're the most eligible bachelor in New York—women throw themselves at you.
Why insist on me?"
His pupils dilated, fingers tightening until her bones ached under his grip.
"Grateful?
