CHAPTER 125

Nyla’s POV

“Strip.”

“What!?” My heart smashed open.

“You heard me,” he said with a bored look on his face.

“But sir, I...” I began looking everywhere but at him.

“But what? You said you would do anything to make it up to me,” he said, picking up his phone and not sparing me a glance.

"Yes, I said so.” He cuts me off.

“So you lied?” he turned, facing me. Still that bored expression on his face.

"No, I didn’t. I meant it when I said so, but I” I stared at my feet and back at him.

He took a step toward me, not breaking his stare. I had a strong desire to take a step back, but I can’t seem to move my legs. I guess fear has me glued to the floor.

“Then you do not know what the word’ anything' means.”

“I do,” I stammer.

"No, you don't." Another step towards me. He is closer now. I can perceive his perfume.

“I really want to make it up to you. I really do.” I babble. As he takes another step, I take one back, but I find out that I am against his bookshelf. Now I am cornered. I lo