39| THE PRIVATE ROOM

LILIYA

The incident that night did not stop Dice from fucking the hell out of me. He'd even threatened to use my ass if I gave him any more attitude. I looked forward to that, to my horror.

Our second date was at home, an indoor picnic sort of thing. Dice was more closed off on this one, but the date didn't go so bad.

We now had breakfast together, too, on days like today.

"I really want to work somewhere, Dice. This is wrong, you cannot trap me here like this." I was nagging him again.

"You can work from home." Dice told me.

"Why? What does your revenge truly entail? It's just to make me feel unloved, isn't it? I already feel very much unloved; this whole thing has nothing to do with letting me work."

"Making you feel unloved is not your only punishment, princess. I thought you'd figure that out long ago." Dice responded, not looking at me. I groaned.

"I want to work, Dice. I need to use my degree." I kept nagging him. His cutlery hit the table with a sound that made me jerk.

"If at