Chapter 41

Fred's POV

“ Becca, get over it. Let's talk like adults as soon as you're less drunk.”

“ Argh. “She grunted as we entered the parking lot. "You always do things your way. You wanted the contract, so we signed it. You wanted to finish, so we're done. And now you decide to explain something to me, and then I'm forced to listen. I think this is a tremendous absurdity. You're ridiculous, Fred.”

The automatic lights in the garage lit up when I entered, and the gate of the building closed slowly in our way. Becca was snorting like a wild animal. I don't know why the hell it made me want to laugh so much. I've never seen her so angry. Overall, she was very malleable, well educated. That wild posture was messing with me.

" Becca, just so you know, I'm writing down each of your curses.”

"And what are you going to do with them? " provoked her, debauched. "Wring in your drama diary about how rotten your former submissive is for telling the truths you never wanted