Chapter 17

Daphne

“It could kill you.”

The words struck harder than any insult he had ever thrown at me.

Kill me?

Did that mean I had no choice at all? That rejecting him wasn’t freedom—but a death sentence?

“You’re lying,” I mumbled lowly, staring deep into his eyes in a bid to check whether or not he was really lying.

He chuckled lightly, “Daphne, the last thing I’ll do right now is to lie to you. Why would I want to add to the long list of the things I’ve done to you?”

“Then give me proof that what you’re saying is the truth? At least, what you said should be backed up with evidence.” I paused, subtle anger brewing up in me.

“If you think you can just come here to tell me the cons of rejecting the bond and I’ll just miraculously forgive you for everything you’ve done, then you’re wrong.” I spat.

Zac exhaled slowly.

“I’m not here to be forgiven,” he said quietly. “I’m here because rejecting the bond isn’t just emotional anymo