"She will not say it. She will not say it," Violet chanted the words in her head like a dark mantra.
But when another slap landed on her already tender butt, a sound of pain and pleasure escaped her lips, and Violet couldn't hold it back any longer.
"Fine! I'm sorry for abandoning you, my king!" she finally capitulated, her voice carrying a tone of defeat.
A victorious smile lit up Asher's face, bright and smug. There it was. The words he had been waiting for. She had finally admitted he was her king.
With a tenderness that contrasted starkly with his earlier actions, he began massaging her reddened cheeks. His voice softened as he murmured, "Say it one more time, Violet. I want to hear those words again."
With her cheeks aflame with humiliation, Violet had no choice but to comply. "I'm sorry for trying to leave you, my king," she repeated hollowly.
