I'll never stop loving you…
Months ago, if James had said that to me, I'd have smiled and giggled happily, like a high school teenager getting asked out for the first time.
But those words felt to me like a threat now. Especially after realising who he was.
A control freak.
I made my way over to the window, staring out at the top iron gates surrounding James’s penthouse. The sun was setting over the city, tinting the buildings a golden hue, but it was chilly there.
It was all too quiet. Too contrived.
I had walked around this place countless times, looking for an escape, for a break in the security, for any sign that James wasn’t always in control.
“Go whenever you like.” That was what James had told me.
But when I tried, the gate guards did not budge. They did not so much as glan
