"I don't think you will receive your punishment while standing. Lie on my laps, and make sure your butt stays on my laps. "
"You— you want to spank me?" I squint at him, "I'm not a child!"
My cheeks turned redder than a tomato when I imagined an adult male like me getting spanked as if I were a child.
"Bravo, Sherlock Holmes. I thought you wouldn't solve so great a mystery." He said sarcastically, "that means you don't have a peanut brain like I thought you do."
"You know what sarcasm is? " I dramatically gasped. My palm was placed on my heart.
Hell must have frozen over for him to act this way.
Mar, this broody boss isn't one to make use of verbal irony.
"Why shouldn't I?" He raised a brow at me, "is there a law forbidding me from doing so?"
"I don't know," I shrug to tell him I don't care about his words.
