Shadewood Just did a bad thing

Now that brought a smile to his face. He’d allow to think her opinions for as long as she could stomach them. Women needed their little power surge wherever they could get it. It wasn’t as though she would be able to  take him down, so he had very little to fear from the bitch.
His bitch.
His breath held as he felt another pass of possessiveness come to seek claim in him, yet discipline silenced it. 
Did she truly believe she could have him? That she could contain the monster that he was? That she could relate to anything that slept within his dark mind? 

Unfortunate. 
But he would atleast give her all of the rope she needed to hang herself with.

”Minori,” he chided in a soft voice, brows lowering over subarctic eyes in a illusion of sympathy to her- sympathy to her ignorance. “I value you as so much more than a simple ... pawn,” he spat the word into the dirt as he watched her over his shoulder. He did. It was a fact. She was his most close as of yet in matters of warfare, and should it be known that they had come to fuck, he wouldn’t have shame in that. “And to be frank, your assumptions wound me- it shows me how little you think of me.” He returned to sit, his back still to the dark wench that he had grown a bit fond of. “Especially as I hadn’t assumed you would want to be such a lowly position, forever...”