Page 31 of The Truth Between

I swallowed hard as I recalled the moment when I almost slapped him in the abandoned classroom.

We don’t hit people around here unless it’s me slapping your ass. Got it?

“It seems as if you haven’t learned your lesson.”

“But I didn’t slap you.”

“The intention was clear.”

Before I could respond, Soren pulled me forward and wrapped his hand around my wrist once more. He pulled me to his desk before forcing me to lean over it. His hands moved to the waistband of my leggings, and it took me a split second to realize what he meant to do.

“Look straight ahead,” he said, and I did as I was told.

He moved out of my line of vision, and I hated that, despite everything he’d done, just the idea of what was about to come had me excited.

He pulled my pants and panties down, exposing my ass to his wicked gaze. I didn’t have a moment to think before he brought his hand down on my ass with a loud smack.

My skin stung from the sudden contact, but I bit my lip hard instead of letting out a sound.

“You like that, petal?”

“No. I just want you to go to hell.”

“Oh yeah? Well then, I’m taking you right along with me.” He ended his sentence with another smack on my butt.

He continued to spank me until my skin was hot and red from his touch. Soren stopped smacking my ass temporarily and moved his fingers to my pussy. I jumped at his touch because I knew what he would find, but the only reaction I heard out of him was a sharp intake of breath. With that, he went back to slapping my butt.

After the last swat, he brought his hand back up and gently massaged away the sting, changing the mood between us. When he was done, he forced me to stand up straight. He grabbed hold of my ponytail and pulled, forcing my eyes to look at the ceiling.

“You enjoyed that immensely. You should have seen how wet you were for me.”

“I hated every second of it.”

He pulled on my hair a little harder before he said, “Don’t lie to me. I wasn’t holding a knife to your throat. You could have left at any point.”

My heart pounded in my chest as I realized he was right. I had enjoyed it, but I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of hearing those words come from my lips.

“Just because I didn’t run away doesn’t mean I liked it.”

“The display in front of me says differently.” He dropped the hold he had on my hair and stepped back. “Keep challenging me and the punishments will only get worse.”

I moved immediately and grabbed my pants and panties, righting them as much as I could.

When I turned back to face Soren, he said, “Now get out of my office.”

I didn’t bother trying to argue with him after what just happened. I swiftly left his office, trying to come to terms with what I’d just experienced.

I couldn’t believe I let him do that and that I enjoyed it. All this further proved that I needed to get out of this place, stat.

As I walked gingerly up the stairs, it dawned on me what the game we were playing was.

He was the predator, and I was the prey. He was playing with his food, but it was only a matter of time before the games would end. And I couldn’t let that happen.

19

IRIS

Istumbled back into my room, allowing the door to click shut behind me. My heart thumped wildly in my chest, its rhythm echoing the heated words Soren had flung at me moments ago. I couldn’t stay here any longer and that was final.

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