P.O.V. Sofia
I was well and happy. Although I knew my life was far from perfect, I had such a nice day with Julian that I allowed myself to be flooded with happiness.
However, like everything else in my life, the happiness only lasted a moment and soon the harsh reality woke me up from my dream and reminded me that I was living in a nightmare.
Julian was putting a slave collar on me. I don't know why he's doing this, but the hands that had just touched me with desire and tenderness are the same ones that, at this very moment, are oppressing me by putting a symbol on me that I don't even have a life and that I'm just an object for King Alpha.
But I decided that I wouldn't fight it anymore.
A lifetime of being oppressed had taught me that some people take pleasure in seeing their victi
