Chapter 117

Before Vicky could say anything, Tyler spoke again, his voice low and alluring, "You thought I was going to really make you do it, didn't you?"

"No…" said Vicky quickly.

Suddenly, Tyler grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to make eye contact with him.

A smirk appeared on his face. "You thought that I was going to force you to apologize to Nikki and come up with all sorts of ways to humiliate you until she was satisfied and willing to forgive you… Didn't you?"

Vicky's eyes flashed. She tried to look away but could not as Tyler had her chin firmly locked in place.

"I…" She could not think of anything to say. After all, what Tyler said was true.

Tyler’s face moved closer to hers; his eyes bore deeply into hers, making her swoon involuntarily.

"Missus Hart, how should I punish you for thinking like that?" he asked.

His familiar scent infiltrated her nostril, making her heart thump wildly in her chest.

He was so close to her that she found it difficult to evenly breathed. His hand