Asserting dominance....

Helena's POV…

She sat on the chair across from him, staring at him with the most deadly intent. Her blood was boiling but she felt helpless and unable to fight back.

" Eat up, your food is getting cold," he ordered her, picking up her fork and knife and placing them on her plate for her.

'You want me to eat? I'll show you eating!' she thought to herself.

How had she been so wrong about him, thinking he was a good man? She had spent a good two weeks with him, locked up in a cabin and yet never had a clue.She had to be the worst judge of character.

"Go ahead, eat!" he urged her when she just sat there looking at it.

She took a deep breath for encouragement, grabbed her fork, stuck it into her fried egg and shoved the entire thing in her mouth.

Her mouth was stuffed full when she began to chew it , fighting the urge to gag.

Nomatter what, he was not going to win by making her submit to him.

His eyes looked at her briefly then he continued with his food as if he hadn't seen anything.