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22: Taming the Wild Beast
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2024-10-28 20:42:32*ARLENE’s POV*
I didn’t sleep at all. My mind wouldn’t shut off, spinning in circles, replaying every word of the agreement I made with Mago.
‘What the hell were you thinking, Arlene?’ I scolded myself. ‘You agreed to his terms. His terms! Have you lost your mind?’
But then, a softer voice crept in. ‘You know why you did it. You want to be a part of his life. You want to break through that wall he hides behind. You want to know him.’
‘Yeah, but at what cost?’ I snapped back. ‘This is Mago we’re talking about! He doesn’t care about anyone—he just wants to get you into bed. That’s all he’s ever after.’
The thought made my chest tighten. ‘Don’t be stupid, Arlene. You’re just another game to him.’
‘But he’s not a heartless jerk,&r
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