If there was anything I knew about men like Jace, it was that they liked traditional women.
If I was going to win him over, I had to devise a foolproof plan to lure him in.
When we got home that night, that was all I could think of.
I had to make him think I had accepted my fate and was going to stay forever. That was the only way this would work without any hint of suspicion.
I had to do everything he wanted. I needed to be his damsel in distress who always needed saving just so I could massage his ego.
This was way out of my character but I was going to do it anyways. Anything to break myself free.
I started off my cleaning up after him despite the fact there were helps available to get it done.
