“Rylee’s p.o.v.”
I sat there on the chair, my arms crossed over my chest as I swear the smoke rolled off my body. I was so angry, my inner self was fuming. Ace had tied me down to this stupid chair, why he showered and got dressed. He had put on some music to cover the sounds of my grumbles an protests.
“If you don’t sit quietly Little Lady, I will put duck tape over your mouth. And I have been enjoying our conversations. It’s intriguing, how you respond to me. Dustin really let’s you get away with so much disrespect.” I heard come from the bathrooms half open doorway.
I closed my mouth, and sat quietly for once in my life. I needed a new plan, I needed to find that one way through what ever, that would get me out of here. But my mind kept going back to what Ace said. “If your Dominant
