BRITTANY'S POV
I froze in my seat as my heart went wild in my chest. Zayne withdrew his hand and pulled his chair away from me again.
I heard the whispers going on around us and I clenched my hands tightly in my laps, refusing to look up or at anyone.
Penny tried to talk to me, asking if I was okay. But I couldn't reply to her. How could I be fine?
Zayne had just humiliated me in front of hundreds of people. After trying to convince myself that I was never going to give in…and that I hated him.
But it didn't take much to have me all wet for him. I couldn't do that for a moment there, I forgot what a horrible person he was.
He succeeded in humiliating me and making me feel like a slut. And maybe I really was one, and I had done a very good job of judging his other mistresses.
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