She shrugged. “It’s the truth.”
With a dismissive roll of his eyes, he said, “Get dressed. You’re coming with me.”
It was now or never. When she’d tried to leave Caleb before, she’d been on her own. But, Charlotte wasn’t alone, this time.
Straightening her shoulders, she looked Caleb in the eye and said, “No.”
His brows shot up. “I don’t think I heard correctly. I said, put some clothes on and get your ass out here.”
She swallowed, praying he couldn’t see how truly terrified she was. “I’m not going with you, Caleb. It’s over. I’m done.”
He bit the inside of his cheek and drew in a deep breath. “Is that what you think?”
“I can’t do this anymore. It’s not good for either one of us, and you know it.”
“What I know is that my wife slept here last night instead of being with me, where she belonged.”
She’d had enough of the asshole’s self-righteous attitude. Feeling a little more like her old self, Charlotte lifted her chin and called him out on his bullshit.
“And where did you sleep, Caleb? Because I’m pretty sure that’s the same suit you had on when you left me on the hotel floor, unconscious and bleeding.”
“Fuck the clothes. We’re leaving. Now.”
His hand flew out and grabbed hold of her left wrist. When he pulled her forward, Charlotte used her other hand to grab ahold of the door’s wooden frame.
“No!” She tried wrenching her arm free. “I told you. I’m staying here.”
“The hell you are.”
He yanked her arm so hard, it felt as though her shoulder was going to rip out of its socket. Muscles and tendons burned from the strain as her other hand lost its grip.
“Let go!” She screamed louder, hoping Derek would hear.
Caleb used his tight hold to jerk her body up against his. With their chests pressing against one another's, he got right up in her face.
“You’re coming with me. And when we get home, I’m going to teach you never to pull another stunt like this again.”
His threatening words sent a shiver down her spine, but she was already in too deep.May as well go for the gold.
“I still have the scars from the last time you showed me. Remember that? The thing is, I don’t care, anymore. I’d rather die than spend one more second as your wife.”
“How amusing. You think I’m going to agree to a divorce? I’ve told you before, bitch. No one leaves me. No. One.”
“They do, now.”
For a split second, Charlie could’ve sworn she saw a tiny spec of insecurity flash behind his eyes.
“Why? Because you spent one night spreading your legs forhim?” He tipped his chin toward Derek’s door.
She shook her head. “This isn’t about Derek.”
Ignoring her, he kept on with his rant. “It’s because he was a big, bad Navy SEAL, isn’t it? You think you need a bad boy like him to get you off?”
Sick of the insults, Charlotte decided to throw out one of her own. “I wouldn’t know. It’s been too long since a man’s actuallygottenme off.”
Caleb grabbed her chin and squeezed. “You want to get fucked? That’s fine. I’ll fuck you. Over and over again until you learn that pussy belongs to me and no one else. You hear me?”
“Get your fuckin’ hands off her!”
