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‘Why?’

‘I was horny. Needed a bit of you.’ His grin turned my stomach.

‘I thought you would have had enough of the girl who was riding your face last night.’

He had the good sense to at least look bothered by me knowing. ‘Ah, baby, it was nothing. Just a fan.’

‘Her being a fan doesn’t change the fact you were going down on her when you’ve never done that to me. We’ve been together almost two years and you’ve never even made me come.’

‘You’re not like that, Katie. You aren’t one of those whores who’s all about getting off. You’ve always been there to look after me.’

‘Needing pleasure doesn’t make me a whore. What the fuck, Tommy?’

His jaw tightened as he pulled himself around the booth and pressed me back into the chair.

‘Is this what you want, Katie?’ he said as he thrust his hand between my thighs, digging his fingers into my underpants.

‘No, stop it.’

His other hand pulled me roughly by the hair as he twisted his fingers under my skirt, trying to get access. ‘You want to be a whore, Katie? To come on my face like all those fame hungry bitches?’

‘Please stop,’ I said, tears pricking my eyes. ‘I don’t want this.’

He shoved me away from him, his eyes darkening as he sneered.

‘It’s over Tommy. I’m done with this. With you.’

‘You can’t dump me. I’m a fucking celebrity.’

‘I can. I am. It’s over.’

Tommy thrummed with rage, and sweat gathered on my palms at the look he gave me. ‘It will never be over, Katie. I told you, you are mine. Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you.’

‘I don’t think you licked another woman’s cunt for me, did you?’

My legs trembled as I stood, sliding out of the seat and away from him.

‘No-one dumps a rockstar.’

‘I do.’

Turning, I walked out and hailed a cab, collapsing into it and taking a deep, shuddering breath. I’d done it. I’d finally ended it. His rage was a worry, but he’d have his bed filled within days, if not hours. He’d soon forget about me.

Relief flooded me as I opened my phone and texted Macey, letting her know it was over.

My finger hovered over the chat that didn’t have a name assigned to it, only a small skull icon. I clicked into it before writing out a message.

‘I ended it. It’s over with Tommy.’

I watched as the speech bubble danced and smiled when my masked man’s message appeared on the screen.

‘I’ll be with you tonight.’

Tendrils of excitement rushed through me at the thought of submitting to him without the attached guilt.

‘I’m ready to get on my knees and beg.’

A smile stole over my face at his reply.

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