Chapter 19

Karen's POV:

"Up there," He answered calmly.

"Up where?" I asked. I scanned the room and I saw a wooden staircase.

"But that's a loft. I'm not sleeping in the loft," I argued, frowning.

"You will sleep wherever you are told to sleep. This isn't a working vacation princess."

"Please, stop calling me that."

"What do you want me to call you?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"Oh. I don't know. How about my name?" I fired sarcastically.

"Upstairs princess," He ordered walking away as I stood there sadly.

I searched through the room.

"There is only one bed," I screamed at him.

"Very observant, Karen," He spoke up, still pressing his phone.

"I'm not sharing a bed with you."

"I'm getting tired of these tantrums. You are my hostage. Not my lover. I say you do as you are