He's into BDSM plays

To hide the red mark of his hand around my neck, and the small red Hickeys on my neck, I wore a turtle neck. Though it didn't cover it all, it was enough to cover at least half of it.

This way, I won't turn unnecessary heads when I pass people.

“Good Morning.” I sat next to Nikki, who was scrolling through her phone.

Miguel left for work earlier than usual. He claimed there were things that he needed to take care of at work.

“Hmm.” She nodded but didn't look up at me.

“Star, is breakfast ready?” I called out to her. "It's almost time for me to leave for class."

“Give me ten minutes. I'm still baking your favourites!” She yelled.

“Roger that," I placed both hands on the table.

“Are you ready for school?” Nikki raised a brow at me.

“Hmm.”

She kept her phone on the table. “You don't look—”

The words froze in her throat when her eyes landed on my covered neck.

“Oh, my God!” She yelled.

“What's wrong?” I nervously tugged the turtleneck up.

Could it be that she has seen the red ma