Rose's POV

He shouted with a contorted face of fury. “Have you got the audacity to talk to my mother like that? Or else.”

I raised an eyebrow. Or else? Was he trying to intimidate me? I was going to laugh at the sheer absurdity of him saying that. It was the very man who could not even decide without clearing it with his mother first. The very man who thought that I could be controlled simply because I had at some time granted him that privilege?

“Oh, or else what, James?” I ...