Chapter 91

Elena’s breath caught in her throat as his words sank in.

Married? To Simon?

No. No way in hell. Not in this fucking lifetime. Not after what he had done. Not after…

“No,” she whispered, pulling her hand away from his grasp as if the ring burned her skin. “You’re lying. You can’t just marry someone without their consent!” she said in disbelief.

Simon grinned, though this time, his smirk was nowhere near a smile. There was a seriousness on his face that hadn’t been there before. He didn’t move an inch when she put space between them.

“Do you know who I am, Elena?” he asked her, though it seemed like he was having a conversation with himself. Cocky bastard. “I’m not bound by the same rules as others, darling. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, and however I want.”

She swallowed hard at the implication of those words.

But what he said only acted like gasoline on her rage. She shook her head, as if suddenly overwhelmed, as if facing something completely beyond her understa