She tried to get away with nodding, but I gripped her jaw. Applying the exact amount of pressure she always yielded to, I leaned down and let my next words fall directly into her ear. “I can’t hear you.” An agitated huff filled the space between us. “Open your mouth and speak, Zariah.” Seconds crawled by and she shifted from one foot to another. “You made yourself clear.” “I’m yours?” “Y-yes.” “You sure about that?” I asked. Just for clarity. I didn’t give a fuck about belonging to anyone else.
