But... you’re not walking away. You’re standing here, arguing with me. Throwing a tantrum. Trying to make me change my mind and take back my order.” He shrugged, a laugh in his eyes that didn’t pass his lips. “I’m not taking it back. You’re going to do it, Jess. You’re going to obey, because you want to, no matter how much you try to hide it.” I hated him for reading me so well. I hated him for knowing the battle that was raging inside my brain. His grip on my wrist tightened, and he tugged me forward so that my feet shuffled and pressed up against the toes of his boots. He leaned closer, and
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