A Request

The crystal chandelier reflected into Savannah Lea's eyes, and its radiance made her look even more endearing than before. Savannah raised her chin to look at Callan Handerson, there was a bitterness that originated from her chest to her throat, she twitched her mouth, as if wanted to say something but held herself back. "Do you have something to say to me?" Callan eagerly noticed the change in her facial expression, like a well-accustomed lover. "Can I, can I ask you a question?" Savannah stammered, she suddenly lacked the confidence to speak out, because from the very moment that she had agreed to his demands, they were never going to be equals in the relationship. He was a buyer, and she was his product. "Ask away." Callan nodded in affirmation. "Do you have any requests? Don't worry about it, from this moment on, I will satisfy whatever it is that you want." His lips came dangerously close to her cheeks when he spoke and made Savannah feel very uncomfortable. She tried to move away