15. (DANE POV)

(DANE POV)

I tried to feed Jo, but Dominic's actions initially hijacked her attention, locking her focus on the distressing scene unfolding. Bite after bite, she followed my lead even though her eyes remained fixed on the slave side of the room.

Adjusting our position to block her view of Dominic, I continued to feed her, whispering reassurances. "Shhh... remember the deal we made? Yeah? Now eat more and don't worry about what's happening anywhere but here. Shhh, kitten...shhh, don't worry about him."

Remarkably, she managed to eat most of the plate I had prepared, much to my surprise. Despite the distractions around us, her ability to focus on the task at hand spoke volumes of her strength and our growing connection.

Everything progressed smoothly until she reached her limit and said, "I can't eat anymore."

Drawing her close to me, I embraced her, feeling her whisper against me, "You're not burping me." My response was soft, meant only for her ears, "I'm just hugging you," aware that