"Why do you feel the need to disobey me?" His voice made the entire room freeze over. There was a fire burning in the corner, but I had goosebumps over my dark skin.
"I don't know."
"That's not a good answer. You almost died tonight because you're stubborn."
"I told you I'm a hand full."
With one swift movement he was up and I was pinned against his wall. The pit in my stomach was feeling up with hot, wet desire and I bit my bottom lip.
"You will learn that I am not a toy and you will not play with me. You will learn to respect and obey me. And if you don't, you will suffer." He disappeared out of the room and left me with only the fire and books to occupy the rest of my evening.