The Afterburn of Tempation
I tried to pull my leg away, but the tight space of the car offered no escape.
He was completely ignoring my protests, acting as if my boundaries didn't exist when it came to him.With all the remaining energy left in my body I pulled my right arm back.
SLAP!
Instantly, the movement stopped. The heavy hand on my thigh froze.
For a second, the silence inside the vehicle was deafening.At first, a wave of sheer shock washed over me. Oh my god. I just slapped Zhean Pete Valeriano. He is my boss..
"No means no, Zhean! What is wrong with you?!"