DARREN
I had never thought that I would be trapped in my own words. I had no intention of calling her a slut. I had called her a bastard earlier, but definitely not that. I only wanted to make Daniel know who she actually belonged to. She was mine to love, to punish. She was the woman of my life. She was still my slave.
The arrangement between her and I practically established the fact that she was still under me. I owned her in more than one way. The clause in the contract read that. But that, again, is my egoistic self-talking. I had freed her from slavery right after that kiss happened between us. I had realized who I would be - the person who’d love her endlessly. A brother. A protector.
Like always, I let my anger control me. It is true that my anger has always been my biggest e
