“I saw how he looked at you,” he said.
“I like how he looks at me!” I practically shouted.
He shook his head, that bitter smile still playing on his lips. I wanted to smack it right off his face.
“Just admit it,” he sneered. “He owns you.”
“He owns you too, too, Mal,” I lashed back. “He owns us all.”
―
Leigh Bardugo,
Shadow and Bone