[Leo’s POV]
I sit alone in my lounge with a glass of whiskey dangling from my hand. Despite my best attempts to make the sounds of my songbird’s pleas leave my mind, they stay there. They’re similar to how my mother sounded back then when my father did the same thing to her.
“What the f**k are you doing?” I grumble to myself, taking a swig of my drink. “You’re turning out to be just like him.”
No. I wasn’t like him. I wasn’t an abusive bastard who beat a woman when she didn’t do what he wanted. Locking my songbird away was just a minor step to make sure that she didn’t attempt to run away again.
After this, nothing like this would happen again. It was just teaching her to obediently stay by my side. Right. That was all this was to teach her obedience, but there was something that was s
