It Hurts

He brings her in as soon as his phone rings. He leaves her hand and picks the phone, but now he was standing by the window of the room. She also sees the opportunity and immediately takes out her clothes from the wardrobe and walks towards the bathroom with fast steps but then he notices the speed of her steps and stops calling her from behind.

“Stop, where are you going?” He had asked her a question, to which she gives a look at the bathroom.

“Clothes...” She said.

“Change it there, in front of me.” He had spoken out of his mind.

She had never expected this idea from him, so it was a shame to hear that. She knows that he had seen her but changing clothes in front of him was a strange feeling.

“But ... Here…” She was shivering again. But noticing her panic, he turns off his phone.

“What is the big deal? I have a right to see you. No matter what situation you are in, I don't care. Now change your clothes.” He was scaring her with his words. The poor girl had no other choice but to h