Emery's POV
“I own you Emery” he said, taking another step closer. I shook my head and looked right in the eyes “You Don't
Own Me, Logan. You've made it clear to me countless times that you want nothing to do with me” I said challenged.
“I can do whatever the hell I want, I can sleep with whoever I damn please and there's nothing you can do about it because you don't Own me” I continued. All that did was rile him up. He grabbed my arm roughly and pulled me closer to him. “Let you go of me you bastard” I yelled angrily. He creased his brows “Bastard? Bastard?“ The first one was a question and the other affirmation. “So now I'm a bastard? A few days ago you were spitting out lies about your mother just so that I hate her and love her. You were desperate and now I'm a bastard? What changed
