Continued: "Not only do you disrespect me in my own home, but my son too?" he bellows, the volume of his voice reverberating off the walls, filling the room with tension. "My respect is earned, not freely given," I declared, my voice dripping with defiance as I spat the words at him. A surge of rebellion welled up inside me, overpowering any rational thought about the consequences of my actions. The air crackled with tension, and I could feel the heat of the moment coursing through my veins. Before I could register the twitch of Derek's fingers, his fist flew for my face, and I fell, twisting at such an angle that my lip hit the corner of the table leg, bursting it open and spreading my blood through the hole that shouldn't be there. Derek reaches down for me, pulling me roughly to stand before pushing me against his desk. I fight, kicking out, but this only allows him to grab my legs, spreading them before he settles between a precarious place on my body. I freeze long enough
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