“As if I will let you.” I looked towards the door, and that was the mistake I made. Before I could turn to look at him, he was on me, holding me tight. “Let me go!” I struggled as he held my hands behind me, forcing me forward until he pushed me down to the table, spreading my legs with his thighs. “Let me go!” I screamed, trying to fight him, but he was stronger; his hold was tight.
“f**k you!” I growled.
“Oh, I will do that, stepsis, and more. But for now, we need to train your dirty mouth. You need to learn who your master is and always do what I want.”
“As if I will. If you ever let me go, I will stab you!” I threatened, meaning every word. I would do that, stab him to death and watch him die, the fire leaving his eyes.
“Think about yourself now, stepsis.” He shoved my head hard
