Chapter Eleven
Sandra
My eyes stung with unshed tears as I left the warehouse. I rushed down the metal stairs, ready to be out of here and away from those men. For a moment, I had felt wanted, desired even. It had felt like Lover and King wanted me there, that they might want me for more than just the shoot. I had let myself believe that they might want me. Let myself think that something really cool was about to happen to me.
I shouldn’t have allowed myself to think men like that could want me. That anyone would want me even if it was only to pretend for the music video. I wasn’t the kind of girl that men like that had those desires about.
Nothing about me was glamorous or stunningly beautiful. I was just me.
It felt so good to think that they had wanted me and I had allowed myself t
