Marissa couldn’t believe that Rico said that being his mate meant that he was in charge. That she would do want he wanted when he wanted. When Hell froze over she thought. Promising herself to fight him at every turn. Glaring at him. Not believing on moment that he cared. If Rico really cared  he would have shown it. Marissa reasoned.<br/><br/>Shock filled Marissa as Ricco said that she would be left chain in his room alone. Then he left. Crying. How could she make such an awful mistake? She wondered. Wishing that she never had fought with her parents. Wishing further that she never gone out. Or listen to her friends. Or gone to that damn bar. Then she wouldn’t have ended up being left alone chained in room that wasn’t even her. Not knowing if Rico would ever come back. Surely he would. She thought. Right?  She stayed huddle in a ball  crying on the bed wondering what would become of her.  Wondering when or if she would see someone.