Page 109 of Capo

“What do you want, Chloe?”

“My freedom,” she says without hesitation, holding my gaze.

My heart sinks. “You want to leave?”

“Let me be free to come and go? Like… a normal person.”

“I can do that.”

Her eyes widen. “A car.”

“Anything.”

“My things? Where are my things?”

I frown.

“From my apartment,” she adds. “My stuff.”

“Oh. I had them stored. I made it look like you moved.”

Her face lights up. “Really? You went through a lot of trouble to throw a girl in chains.”

“I had someone do it. No trouble.”

“Perks of being the boss?”

I shrug.

“Your old bedroom, you’re redecorating it?”

“I’m tearing down the whole wing. I’ll have it rebuilt.”

“Do you have a plan for it?”

“Some… but I haven’t had the time to sit down with the architect.”

“I… That’s another passion of mine. I love to decorate. To have that whole part of the house to play with would be—”

“It’s yours,” I say without hesitation. “Knock yourself out. I can’t wait to see what you do with it.”

Her features brighten. “Cool.” She drains the last of the wine. “I’m tired.”

Tired. Just that. Not demanding a key to a car.

“Come,” I say and take her hand. “Let’s go to bed.”

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