"I won't," she straightforwardly denied. She wanted to convey her disdain for him.

"And I wasn't asking for your opinion."

"I'm not coming with you," she stated with finality.

He raised his brow. "Are you denying my order?" His voice dropped to a lower octave,

catching her breath. Her heart beat spiking. She could call it the 'Shehryaar Affect'. He just

had to drop down his voice a few notches and she would already start panicking.

"I-I'm just... I don't want to come."

"Deny me once more, and ...