Chapter 11

Anger darkened Karandy’s eyes. His hand shot out, and he grabbed her hair and yanked it, forcing her closer to him.

“Do you think me a fool?” he asked angrily.

Danika just stared at him.

He snaked his hand into her underthings, trying to touch her womanhood. When he caressed her, she showed no reaction. Instead, she bit the insides of her cheeks in revulsion.

Say nothing. Do nothing.

He yanked her hair harder, and she only glared at him defiantly.

“I’ll deal with you if you don’t give me what I want, you whore,” he snarled.

“I said I’ll think about it,” Danika answered simply.

Karandy let go of her in frustration when he didn’t get the reaction he wanted from her. He already took a risk when he slapped her