Devil's claim

Mirabella’s POV

I made a decision the next morning. No matter what Hunter had told me, no matter the command in his voice, I wasn’t going to stay away from work because of fear of him. He was not my master. He didn’t own me.

That night, I wore my simple black dress, tied my hair in a ponytail, and walked to the club with my chest heavy but my steps steady. The streets were buzzing with people heading home, some students probably from reading classes were heading and ...