Shemika
My lips parted slightly to protest but the words caught in my throat, it wouldn't even form.
With the way he is staring at me right now, there seem to be no room for argument. f**k, not Bishop tormenting me again.
"d**k head." I cursed him in my mind, I couldn't say a word, I was scared, he's such a psychopath. I was scared he'll pull his d**k out again and ask me to suck it as a form of punishment.
His calm dominance alone was enough to scare the confidence out of me. Sometimes, I wonder how on earth he was able to do that, how on earth is he able to keep such calmness despite the rigidity in his voice?
"Psychopath." I cursed underneath my breath.
"Did you say something?" Bishop asked, slowly lifting himself from his seat.
"No...no, I didn't say anything." I stammered.
Bis
