Chapter Fifty: A means to an end

Rose’s POV

I approached the bed with shaky legs and slumped on it after Jian left. I couldn’t believe he’d said those words to me. It was like a rude awakening to the danger I’d truly dragged him into out of my selfishness. At the same time, I saw the truth for what it was, that we could never be together.

Greta’s words from earlier flashed into my head. She thought he was in love with me, but little did she know. He felt nothing for me. Everything he did for me was out of the kindness of his heart, not because of love. In the end, I was still the girl he’d bought to be his plaything, to fulfill his sexual fantasies and that title would never go over my head. I was no match for him. He was better off with an elegant woman of Ling’s status, not myself. I had nothing to offer, and even the feelings I’d harbored for him were one-sided. He’d never return them, and we can’t work out, as long as he continues to see me as his lowly submissive, whose life and body he owns. I was merely a prop