104 — Daddy is here?

CHRISTOPHER

“Is that really a good idea?” my hands clenched and my shoulders heaved as I walked down the hallway.

My heart broke into a million pieces as the thought of giving Selena up flooded my brain.

“I own her. I fucking own her. She's living the life she wants all thanks to me.” a single sweat rolled down my temple as I took the hallway that led to my room.

I couldn't help but feel like an actual loser as I saw my mother, standing in front of my door. Her back was on me, but I could already tell what she was imagining.

I hated to be seen as a loser. Selena of all people should have known better than anyone. I had always strived to win whatever I set my hands on.

My mother might have sensed my presence. She made to turn and I halted on my track, making sure to put as much distance between us as possible.

“Chris…” she gasped, her face held worry but I knew better than anyone not to read much into her expression.

She didn't care. She used to care for me but that was in the