Chapter 52

When I begged him not to hurt me and not do this, even while he wanted to punish me, he stopped because I said no. He stopped because of my reaction to being tied up in that room and let me go without taking it further. A hint of something more in that chest than a hollow space where a heart should be? Or another manipulation move to get information out of me?

That’s what I can never tell anymore, like right now. Softness when I think he’s a bastard, and yet he has a way of cajoling me and getting what he wants out of me when it appears. I should never trust him, as he always has a motive to go with each of his behaviours. Alexi is so fucking complex. A control freak who adheres to boundaries? Even in anger? He makes no sense to me.

“So, what now?” He always makes me indecisive and confused, which adds to the head mess he causes me. I want him to let go of me as he’s making me feel uptight, claustrophobic and vulnerable, but at the same time, his touch is soothing and fa