Jax looks down.
"The last two years of my life were fantastic, Sir." Melodie stands at the bottom of the stairs looking at him, Oscar and Diogo walking off.
"How can you say that? Don't lie, Melodie, they are right, two years, and I have done the smallest bits I could and hid you away from everything else you wanted." He looks at her worried.
"Because even without all that, they were amazing. We had our son Jax. We started a new life, a new business. You still give me the lifestyle. Yes, it may only be a small part, but you still do. How could I not be happy? I had you. That was the main thing I fought for, you. Not the lifestyle, not to be your submissive, I fought to get you."
Jax nods. "So this, were they right? You fighting back, pushing more, becoming more of a brat. Was it all
