Flynn smirked. "Ever since our fates collided, your life has been for my entertainment."
He reached out and held her face tightly, his fingers pressing into her cheeks. His green eyes bored into hers.
"It is fair anyway," he said. "Since you can also use me however you want to."
Jinx felt like this was a cruel joke. He had threatened her, controlled her, forced his way into her life. And now he was telling her she could have control over him too. How pathetic.
Someone knocked on the door before she could respond. Nala stepped inside, her burgundy gown replaced by a simpler dress. Her face was calm, but her amber eyes were sharp.
"Jinx," Nala said. "How are you feeling?"
"I am fine," Jinx said.
Nala nodded. "The woman is fine as well. Her baby is healthy. But I would like to know how they ended up in that situation. In my home."
