Chapter 55

“You don’t mingle, you don’t go out if you don’t have to, and you don’t have male guests. The same rules still apply here as in the city; you belong to me. If you let any man in your bed or between your legs, I’ll put a bullet in his skull.” I stand admiring my nails, acting nonchalant while dickhead gives me his demands in his very best soulless demon voice, and I sigh, pretending to be interested. There are only so many times you can hear the ownership speech before it starts to get dull. It doesn’t even instil a tiny flicker of fear this time, only disdain and impatience for the prick to bugger off and leave me alone.

“Yadda yadda. Blah blah… death, punishment, emotional torture, and don’t disobey… I know the drill, Carrero. You can retire your whips and chains. I’ll be almost invisible and play nice, so I don’t attract attention.” I eye-roll at him and then jump when he grabs me by the arm and yanks me with force into his torso so that I’m shaken alert and almost choke on