Chapter 5

Mikayla had a private dress room set aside for her whenever she performed for him. And today, for once she wasn’t the one getting dressed in there.

I was, and Mikayla was the one assisting me. Darius’s order.

“You know he’s done this before?” The pendant which had ‘bad puppy’ engraved on it dangled on my neck as Mikayla tightened the collar. I gasped and shook her hands off. She rolled her eyes, then picked up a hair clip and clipped my hair up. “Find someone, keep them close, then get bored and dismiss her. Playing dress up won’t change…