Forty Six

“I am not your wife!” She yelled looking him in the eyes. There was a shift in emotions in his eyes which was rare. Very rare in the eyes of Donovan Rolland! However, he was quick to get rid of it.

“Oh really? You are talking like you don't enjoy me calling you my wife. You enjoy it you love it. Don't make it look one-sided.” He held her hand tightly and dragged her out of the car.

“You know what bothers me? The fact that you will still go out there and flirt with a man. Is it because his father is richer? Do you think he's better?” Donovan glared at her.

Jasmine felt humiliated by his words, she didn't think he would talk to her in that manner.

“You talk like you own me.” She looked at him with incredulity.

“Don't I? I paid you off from the club, didn't I? Therefore you do everything that I say, I own you! You can't let some other guys touch you, or flirt with them. What the fuck am I even saying, you're a dancer and it's in your blood!” He growled in her face, and then let go o