"That's the key to this penthouse. This place is yours now, Shenna. I want you to be more free without interference, and I can see you anytime without worrying about other people watching us."
Damn it! Was he treating me like a whore?
"What does this all mean, Mr. Elmer? Do you want to make me your mistress?" I asked, my face tensing up, not liking what he was saying. "If that's your goal, take it back. Besides, I've never asked for anything from anyone. Living in Mr. Levy's mansion is part of my duty and much better than agreeing to the idea in your head. Mr. Levy respects me and treats me well. Unlike you, who looks down on me and treats me like a prostitute!"
I got up, but Dexton quickly grabbed my wrist and stopped me from leaving. He didn't do anything bad to me, but his words and ideas made me feel like I was being harassed.
"Wait, Shenna! Don't misunderstand what I'm saying. That's not my intention."
