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frozen her lips clamped tightly together.
    Now as he stood gazing down at her with such
a smug smile on his face, she wanted to slap it of his handsome
face. Instead, she spun on her heels and marched hurriedly out of
the parlor; caring little what anyone thought of her strange
behavior.
    All she knew was she needed to get away from
the man as quickly as possible, before she did something she might
regret.

 
     
    FOUR
     
    Dane stood alone as he accepted the
congratulations. He could see that people were confused as to why
the bride left the room, and he didn’t blame them. After several
minutes he managed to escape himself, he hurried after his wife. He
stood in the doorway of her bedroom, leaned against the doorframe,
and folded his arms over his chest.
    His gaze slowly moved around the room, and
he shook his head over the destruction of her room. She must have
had quite a fit to do so much damage. His gaze returned to his
wife. Lord, if she stood any straighter or stiffer she would
probably snap in two.
    After a few more moments passed, he grew
sick of being ignored. Dropping his arms to his sides, he
straightened up and crossed the room to stand directly behind her.
“I gather you’re still a little upset?”
    When she heard her bedroom door open,
India’s body went rigid, but she refused to turn around. She knew
who entered her room. She heard his light tread coming towards her,
and she trembled when it stopped behind her. His softly spoken
words infuriated her, and she spun around to face him.
    She needed to tilt her head back so she
could glare up at his face. “Let me warn you, I’m more than a
little upset.”
    By God, she looked magnificent in her anger.
Those eyes were like bright gems, glittering with fire. Dane could
not help the effect they were having on his body but somehow he
managed to take control himself. “Well I suggest you get over it in
a hurry, I won’t put up with any of your temper tantrums.”
    Temper tantrum? Temper tantrum, by God she
would give this man a temper tantrum he will never forget. “Your
threat doesn’t bother me, and if you think I’m going to be some
docile little wife well you’re even more of an imbecile than I
thought. I’m not so stupid that I don’t realize why you married
me.”
    She sneered and gave him a cold look of
disgust. “You’re going to regret this and every minute of every day
I’m going to make sure you do.” She gave a squeal when the top of
her arms was suddenly squeezed in a painful hold.
    Dane’s own anger surfaced and having enough
of listening to her threats and insults, he grabbed hold of her
tightly and leaned down so they were nearly nose-to-nose. “Say what
you like, threaten all you like but little girl I promise you that
I will not put up with any nonsense from you.”
    Frightened at seeing the promise of
retribution in his golden eyes, India felt herself shaking, but she
refused to let him see how worried or frightened she felt. “If
we’re leaving, get out so I can change my
wedding gown.” She whispered harshly.
    Dane dropped her arms, took a step back, and
let his eyes run over her before he turned his gaze back to her
face. “Before I go, would you like to explain to me why you’re not
wearing the gown I bought for you?” As soon as he saw her chin rise
in the air, he knew he would not be getting an answer. Well, it
didn’t really matter. With a shrug of his shoulders, he turned away
and left the room.
    He stopped at the doorway and looked over
his shoulder, giving her a devilish grin. “Don’t be too long in
changing, or I’ll have to come back up here and help you.”
    When he heard her outraged gasped, he
chuckled softly and left the room.
    Still shaking with a mixture of fear and
rage, India moved over to the bed and sunk down on to the mattress.
She could hardly believe what was happening to her. The man only
forced her to marry him for revenge, his ego bruised he wanted to
exact his pound of flesh.
    She shivered