Evelyn rolled her eyes, "You are the one deciding all the terms and you call this a negotiation? How is that fair?"
"Rolling your eyes on me Miss Betrice? That's a first, nobody else dares, not that they would get away with it either. I usually punish such recalcitrants."
He was such a tyrant! She wanted to roll her eyes once again but refrained.
"I wonder how should I punish you" he pulled up her chin with his long finger. Eve averted his gaze, even though her insides squirmed.
How could the painful idea of punishment seem to be so appealing to her, that she was looking forward to it? Was she some kind of a pervert? She was still in her high school.Evelyn wondered if she has lost her mind. "Don't look at me like that Eve, unless you want to regret it." His menacing gaze heated her up even further.