Chapter 100 A Control Freak

"As long as you promise that you will never mention breaking up with me or leaving me again, I won't let them hurt you," Benson whispered gently. However, Sierra felt a chill spreading throughout her body. "Benson, are you crazy? You're a psychopath." This wasn't love; it was manipulation. "As long as you soften your stance, we'll be like how we were before." Benson seemed to have ignored her and stared intently into her eyes. He had an expectant gaze, hoping that she would comfort him like how she used to. However, there was nothing—only her anger and disappointment. "Do you think we can go back to how it was?" she spoke coldly. Her tone was laced with sarcasm and fury. "Benson, I'm not your toy. If you still care about the years we've known each other, have him let me go." The expectation in Benson's eyes slowly faded away, his face darkening. "Sierra, you've softened your stance so many times before, so why are you unwilling to do it this time? Is it because you've fallen for