Alana's POV

I took timid steps towards the vanity where white papers were now sprawled on. My core throbbed and walking when all I wanted was release was torturous. I picked up a pen and my eyes grazed through the documents but I could barely make out anything from it. It was just a bu

“Please what exactly am I signing?” I asked meekly, hoping he would cooperate and release me so I could go touch myself since he left me hanging and overheating with raw need.

He turned to face me, then ...