Alex's face contorted with anger, his eyes betraying his desire to tear her apart for trying to escape. Despite his best efforts to calm his nerves, he couldn't contain his frustration.

"You can't go a second without making me angry. What's your problem?" he spat.

Alisha responded with a nonchalant tone, fully meaning every word. "You are the problem. You kidnapped me, slapped me, beat me, kissed me, and then have the audacity to ask who the problem is. As far as I know, it's you."

Alex ...