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Yvonne's POV

I groaned. “I wish I could. I’ve been trying. I keep telling myself it is for the best, but it doesn’t feel like it. I can find nothing good about what happened.”

She shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know. There’s the fact you aren’t under his thumb anymore. I mean that wasn’t cool.”

I smiled. “I didn’t mind it at all. Is that weird? I mean, I liked the way he dominated me. He didn’t push it too far. It was exciting to have a man be so, so—”

“Alpha oldie?” she offered.

I laughed. “I guess in a way he was very oldie. It was hot. I could see him bare-chested, pounding his fists and hollering. I was more than happy to let him drag me to his bedroom,” I said, my face heating as I thought about the way he dominated me in the bedroom.

She rolled her eyes. “I don’t want to know. You’ve had him. We’ve talked about him, now it’s done. We’re moving on and not looking back. Let’s focus on the future without Kylian Litt in it.”

I wanted to protest and tell her no, but I knew she was rig