“I am not your little toy. You can only make me stay for so long, and in that time I will not let you turn me into Egan Alexakis’ perfect robot, saying and wearing only what you like.” Prim said in one breath.

She moved close to stare up in defiance at him. “And I will bloody well cry a river if I want to.”

She turned and began to walk back to the yacht when he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Was he crying? She could not be imagining those tears in his eyes, could ...