Chapter 18

“Harry, look, I can explain everything. No need to draw any conclusions,” I said hurriedly while we were in the elevator.

He didn’t say anything, and I frowned a little. Was the dick even listening to me?

“Harry?” I asked again tentatively.

“If you don’t want to make your punishment worse, you better keep quiet,” he said, and I shut my mouth quickly. Punishment? As weird as that sounded, that had made my panties a little wet.

It was almost like time was passing really slowly. I swallowed and opened my mouth to talk again, but one look at Harry’s mouth set in a grim line was enough to change my mind.

Soon enough, we reached our floor. I walked out first and turned back and looked at him. He wasn’t even staring at me, he was busy doing something on his phone. I stared at him, then I stopped and went back to him.

“Harry, can I just-” I started.

“Iris, go home.