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JORDAN Discipline. Self-control. Focus. Three things I’ve built my entire life on. I’ve always been a man who knows what he wants. A man who knows when to push and when to pull back. That’s how I’ve trained and conditioned my mind and brain for years. But right now, all my principles feel like fragile glass shattering at my feet. I’m losing control, and it's terrifying because I thrive on control. I lean in my car, trying to recover my composure. I’m always in control of my actions because they are always logical, but I can’t say what happened a few minutes ago in my car was logical. I shouldn’t have touched her. Hell, I shouldn’t have even come here in the first place. I should have ignored her call. I should have looked the other way the moment I knew she was Peter’s daughter. A

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