9. Punished

Brielle Clarke

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My eyes went wide at his question and when I did not answer, he stood up with a scoff. "You're getting on my last nerves right now. Stand up."

I could see his jaw clenching which told me that he was already angry. Not wanting to anger him more' I hurriedly stood up, putting a bit of space between us.

He closed the distance in an instant, backing me up against the wall. My breathing was heavy as his long fingers wrapped around my neck. Was he finally going to kill me? Was he going to strangle me to death?

Fortunately, he did not strangle me. Instead, his thumb brushed my neck, making me shiver. "I said to answer when I ask a question. Who fucked you?"

"N-nobody." My cheeks were bright red and I was certain my neck was the same shade as well.

"Then, whose clothes are these? How did you get them?"

"I was uncomfortable and I ran into Andrei and asked him for some clothes."

He paused and looked through my face to make sure I was not lying, but that did not slow down my