- Kathrine Andrews: ( Song of the chapter: Okay By Chase Atlantic)
My fingers drummed against the handlebars of my purple motorcycle as I weaved through traffic, my mind buzzing.
My blood running so fast throughout my veins due to how content I am.
Alex King.
The unbreakable, untouchable Alex King.
I had him in the palm of my hand.
The way he just stood there, shaking, while I drove his precious car like a damn rental?
Haha.
Pathetic.
He didn't fight back. Didn't throw a tantrum. Didn't even make a snide remark.
He just stood there and took it.
Like a good little puppet, he did everything I asked of him.
That's what control feels like.
It feels good, I can control two of my biggest bullies now.
I smirked, turning into a quieter road, my thoughts replaying the moment he had fisted his hands and given me the keys.
I had broken him.
I could still see the fear in his eyes, the way he had flinched when I patted his head.
Good boy.
I nearly laughed at the memory.
