Grace
Punished? He wanted to punish me?
I stared into those dark hazel eyes, trying to understand his words because I was confused. Why would he punish me? I had done nothing wrong, well, nothing that deserved punishment. If this was about the work from yesterday, I could finish it on time today. It wasn’t like I ignored it on purpose.
My eyes flickered down to his lips, my throat tightening. Or… was this about kissing him yesterday? Hadn’t he already punished me for that? He spanked me, and f****d me so roughly in his office that I thought it was over.
My confusion must have been written all over my face because he looked at me, his expression blank but his gaze dark as he said, “What do you think you did wrong, Miss Grace?”
I froze, wanting to cry. Was he really asking me that? How
