Olivia's POV
I nervously gulped, my throat dry as I stared at him. My mind raced, confusion and anxiety battling within me. What sort of punishment was he planning?
“What is my punishment?” I asked softly, trying to keep my voice steady. He smirked, the curve of his lips sending a shiver down my spine.
“Come with me,” he said, his tone leaving no room for hesitation. He turned and began walking, and I followed silently, my heart pounding in my chest.
We left the living room and stopped in front of a familiar door. He placed his hand on the doorknob and turned to look at me, his intense gaze making me feel small and exposed.
“Are you scared?” he asked, his voice low.
I shook my head quickly, willing myself to seem braver than I felt. “I’m not…”
His amused hum told me he wasn’t convin
