Zara’s POV
I sit on a park bench, fighting back nausea as I text David through a human-made phone: "David? That thing you said about wanting me as your mistress—does the offer still stand? I... I accept. I'm so sorry for defying you before. I truly realize my mistake now. From now on, I'll obey you completely, stay quietly in your villa, and do whatever you tell me to do..."
Shortly after, David responds with a barrage of angry texts: "Zara? What sort of trick are you trying to pull this time? Isn't Maxwell that madman exactly your type? Don't you love being wrapped around his finger? Then go ahead! You two freaks make an ideal couple!"
I continue playing the victim: "I was wrong, David. It's just that the three years of torture you put me through made me so terrified of you that I desp
