Control

I've been taking care of myself for as long as I can remember. Kicked out as a teen, living on the streets, earning money in whatever manner I could, my life has never been easy.

Now Evan, a mafia enforcer, has taken a liking to me, and he thinks he can own me, control me. Well, he can fuck right off. I'm never going to be dependent on anyone else ever again.

Because if I start to fall for him, if I start to rely on him, it'll hurt even worse when he inevitably decides to dump me just like everybody else does.