Chapter 76

She messed up pretty bad, really bad. For the first time, he was mad, standing in the center of the room, face reddened, and pupils full on her while she tried to dodge the discomfort it sent through her.

Although released from the bondage, his left wrist still held the cuff, which dangled from his hands.

Sometimes, he flexed his fist like he was ready for a spar, and this time, she was sure prepared to let him beat her the hell up.

She looked at his face and tried again, "You need aftercare, Rune."

"No shit Sherlock!" he sneered.

She sighed, taking in his glare, letting him have the upper hand while she sat down like the petulant child who was told to sit in a corner and think of what she had done.

Alright he was walking up to her; he wasn't so disgusted by her actions if he could stand being this close to her, right? She saw the palm in front of her face.

"Give me the fucking keys."

"Oh," she felt beads of sweat form on her forehead