She observed him, attempting to decipher why he was doing what he was doing. She hadn't met him before, hadn't done anything wrong, at least nothing she could recall. Then, why...
They locked eyes for what felt like a minute.
“Looks like you need a strict lesson,” he declared, retrieving his phone from his pocket.
Tears welled up in her eyes. She swallowed and agreed, “Okay.”
He smirked, glancing at his phone, “I did not hear it.”
Clutching her skirt in both hands, she closed her eyes in utter shame, “I said, I will do it.”
“I will do what?” he said in an arrogant yet teasing voice. It was evident he was relishing the lady's distress.
Looking back at him, she wished he'd turn away, allowing her to comply with his shameless request.
“What?” he asked when she didn't move for a while.
