continued from here ( @breakagain-writes )
"Cute," Noelle said, wanting to roll her eyes, though she held herself back. She dragged the chair back just far enough to sit without closing the distance completely, her hands rested loosely on the table, but her back stayed straight, every line of her body calculated. "You're mistaking me for someone who fantasizes. I deal in realities, and in reality, you're in my custody. So that means... In reality, I win." She let the words settle in the air between them, her gaze never wavering from Jo. She then leaned in just enough to match Jo's proximity without surrendering an inch of power. "But if it helps you sleep at night, you can keep imagining I'm the one who finally got you where you are. Whatever story you tell yourself, just make sure it ends with me on top."
