Chapter 88

Viola’s PoV I had done as Peter had demanded and as he entered the back seat, settling back with a knowing smirk on his face I lowered my eyes, feeling the shame wash over me. “There’s a good little whore,” He chuckled as he stared at me without emotion, his eyes running across my body with nothing but cool disinterest, “I don’t want you to think that being my unwanted wife is going to be easy on you. If you get everything you want and I get nothing, then where is the justice in that, hmm?” I stayed quiet, knowing that he wanted to punish me for the unfairness of the situation that he found himself in. I couldn’t blame him really. It was because of my fucking step-sister that he was ever put in this position in the first place, and now, as the thing closest to her that he could get his hands on, I was sure that his anger at her would be taken out on me. “You have no idea what I went through in there.” He hissed suddenly as he leaned in close, the sudden change in proximity startling me