In Everyway possible

We quarreled nonstop when we got back to the resort. I didn't think I did anything wrong back at the club, nor did I agree that I'll be ordered around and told what to do and what not to do.

Ho​llis refused that I would be responsible for making the sole decision of what I want and what I do not want. He insisted that he would decide what was good for me and okay the people I mingle with. Since it was his world, he knew better.

​But stubborn me refused to give him the grace. What the hell is he protecting a twenty-seven year old adult from.

I refused to bend, Hollis refused to bend. Two alpha humans merged together in a funny thing called marriage. What the hell was I expecting?

We didn't speak to each other after the arguments and I literally folded my clothes from the wardrobe together and created a barricade between us to prevent me from rolling over to his side of the bed.

By morning, I insisted that I've had enough of the stupid-ass honeymoon and since he won't let me quit,