Chapter 19. Fear Is Respect

MAGNUS

She was beyond furious, her emerald green eyes wide with rage, her mahogany waves wild and unruly; she had deep, red rims around her eyes, and her skin was pale with exhaustion like she hadn't slept a wink all night, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from her and her disheveled beauty.

To me, she had never looked more captivating. And I didn't even try to pretend I wasn't gawking at her.

"Why aren't you answering me?" She snarled upon my silence; her complete lips, usually as red as crimson, were dull and slightly cracked.

"You think you can ignore your way out of this!?" She yelled again; her voice as shrill as a loud whistle. "I am done letting you treat me and everyone else like we are beneath you!" She continued, jabbing her fingers aggressively on my chest.

Oh, but she looked like a rose in full bloom, and I was a short minute away from sighing dreamily at how breathtaking she was…my wife, she was my wife!

Her eyes suddenly narrowed but