Chapter 37

He needs to know that I am out of his grasp this time. I couldn’t live through that again, no matter how much I want my club back.

“Such as?” He is infuriatingly still as I fidget and pace, breathing laboured as I try to calm a rapid heart rate. The poise of the old me is in tatters. No mask anymore, no more games. I’m scared, shitting myself at what I have agreed to do.

“Me! You don’t get to tell me how to dress, who to date or how to behave. No punishments. No taking liberties or throwing your weight around. I’m not one of your toys anymore.” It’s the first real genuine and heartfelt statement and comes out in the softest voice. I curse at myself for sounding vulnerable but cannot take it back now. My hands tremble because this is where it matters. This is where I can easily walk back out the door if he disagrees.

Alexi looks slightly uncomfortable for the first time, eyes flicking to his lap and a tiny frown, a moment of something I can’t read before they come b