Mia p.o.v.
Currently, I am sitting on Roman's lap. No, not the real Roman, the other one. f**k, I don't even know how to describe it. They both are the same yet different in so many ways.
Whereas one is calm, dominating, cruel yet gentle, the other one is Brutal, playful, manipulative….and surprisingly, caring, I think more caring than the real one.
Nudging my cheek more against his chest, I look out of the window. The trees are getting denser and denser as the car is moving forward.
We are going to one of the safe houses where his therapist is living. I didn't understand why he called it a safe house and why his therapist is staying there. I want to ask, but halted my curious mind.
I have a big issue with overanalyzing things, and lately, I am doing it too much.
I don't want to o
