MAD OVER YOU
“I hate it. Everyone gets to touch you except me. It's sickening. What makes me any different from that man? Fine. I observed you in secret, but I never made any advances toward you until now. So, why do you refuse me when you can't refuse your superior?“
I didn't respond to him. Not because I didn't want to, but rather, I didn't know how to.
“You have nothing to say?“ he asked. “Fine. Then, all I want to hear from now on are your screams.“
Releasing his grip on the back of my head, Aiden tightened the whip around my body. Without warning, the whip tore against my skin.
I cried out loud in pain. “Fuck!“
“ 'Fuck' isn't the word you're supposed to be saying right now, Darrel,“ Aiden growled. “