at a street-side café, sipping my iced latte. Lo

the street, his eyes fixed on m

ent my lips brushed the str

lowing under the sun

s how you charm al

d from that moment,

t a love letter, but a full-on show of force. The Pac

ittering world, the

edth. The one hundre

was his average. The

him. Back then, he doted on me l

, ready to spend a fortune just to see me smile again. A

ith each passing day, a new fear gripped my heart: Would I

was like clockwork. I couldn

go of everything that

red was keeping

front of him, wearing something bold, dari

at first. That flicker

I morphed into wh

ed you like this," he'd demand, and I'd bend un

out with his pack, I beca

and low, pushing out words that once would've

heard it all. I wasn

s his

to him one night, my voice hollow.

tter what I was doing-Alpha G

me h

ting, or in the middle of something important. I

eyes dark, commanding. "I want

hor

ll fours, the collar cold against m

ping against the rough pavement, my body sinking into the

humiliating scene I was playing out, but I didn't c

s voice was

hands and knees burned with th

Whispered. Judged. B

g, and I moved quicker, each scrape of my s

nothing

H

was all th

otage hit the inte

rawling through the streets like a

Pathetic. A toy

hing but an

en, I h

ice on the other end, cold and command

ut I didn't speak. I

y. I'll take

that, the chaos

ing more than a whisper-a fleeting s

pha Gorge

ee y

en the curse of the three-month

e announced he was

t to know. The

home, kissed her in front

said, "You're nothing. Low, vulgar

olded by hi