19. 20 whippings

Violette POV

“Violette, your tone.” He growled lightly. I knew I was pushing it, but I was livid with him.

“Yes, Master. I’m sorry.” I said. I didn’t mean it though. I was not meant to be a slave. I hated him with my entire being.. he’s nothing but a monster like his Father. He’s punishing me for speaking up against a man who was trying to seduce me? Is that not just laughable?

“You’re really bad at being a slave. You do realize that right? If I were anyone else you would be dead.” He said. So why the hell haven’t you killed me then? I wanted so badly to attack him and hurt him.. but I knew I would be no match for him.

“Yes, Master. I will try to do better.” I said. Somehow I would find a way out of this place. And I would find my mate and we would run away. Until then, I just need to avoid being broken in.

“Come here.” He growled. I slowly walked across his office where he was sitting at his desk. I stopped at the front of his desk and looked at him warily.

“Closer. And take off