Do you want your job back?

Valerie’s POV

Tonight, I was finally ready to break free from the chains that had bound me to Drake, to a past that no longer served a purpose to me.

Taking a deep breath and sighing, I turned to Drake, who was standing across the room, his eyes locked on me with an intensity that made my stomach churn. For a moment, I hesitated, the memories of our time together flashing before my eyes, moments of passion, of power, of promises that were never meant to be kept. But those memories were overshadowed by the reality of our relationship, a transactional arrangement that had drained me of my essence, leaving me hollow and desperate for something real.

"Drake," I said, keeping my voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging inside me. "I think it's time we end this."

Drake's expression remained unreadable, his lips pressing into a thin line as he studied me.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, his tone measured, almost cold.

I nodded, though my heart pounded in my chest. "Yes, I'm sur