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An apology almost automatically leaves my mouth, but I stop myself knowing that this is what I want. And plus it's just a little scratch.

He throws me into the bed so hard that I bounce once.

"Strip. Right now."

My cheeks flush. "But I"-

"Now."

I can't let him be right about me. Im not some little pussy. I can handle him.

My shirt comes off first, then my pants, and I sit there waiting for what he'll do next. He grabs my clothes off the bed. "Good. Now go home."

My eyes round. "What?"

"Like I set I won't simply fuck you. You haven't earned it." Does he not like what he sees? He steps closer looking down at my chest then back up to my eyes. Okay maybe he does. " You misbehaved, now go home. This is your punishment."

"But I"- My eyebrows furrowed. "Fine." I get up in his space, and make an attempt to grab my clothes but he holds the ball up in the air where I can't reach it.

"You won't be needing these."

"Knox, I can't go out like this are you serious?"

"Very. Now get out of my sight before I decide on something worse."

My legs clench together, "will that mean I'll get to stay?"

He grabs me by my scalp and pulls me away, dropping my clothes. I struggle in his grip.

Then he opens my door and kicks me out in just my bra and underwear, handing me my purse on the way. He slams the door shut, the lock clicking after it. Fuck.

I dart to my door, unlocking it before anyone walks by. I worry if there are security cameras but I feel as though the building is too old.

I finally breath on the other side of my door. God he's such a tease. I can't believe he just did that. I get a text on my phone, and pull it out from my purse.

Unknown number: If I hear you touching yourself tonight you'll regret it. Walls are thin (as you know).

I blink twice before throwing it on the counter. He can't tell me what to do. Especially after denying me pleasure twice now.

Wait, does that mean he's heard me before? Shit.

Me: How thin are the walls exactly?

I don't get a response so I walk over to my bedroom to wash off my makeup and slip into some pyjamas. When I walk in I hear a very faint buzzing sound.

I look around my room for 20 seconds before I realize it's coming through the wall. And now I know exactly how thin those walls are.

Me: point proven. How'd you get this number?

Knox: stole it from the neighbour.

Hm.

Changing I try to figure out a way I can do my thing without him hearing. I decide on the living room. But I feel awkward on the couch. It feels like something you shouldn't be doing here. So I move to the bedroom, but play music to cover the sound. Just faint music.

My back arches at the first touch, still dripping thinking about what Knox did to me. I've never felt so turned on by a man before. At least, not one in real life. The way he treated me, his hand around my neck. A small whimper escapes me.

10 minutes in my phone buzzes.

Knox: I warned you.

What the fuck? There's no way he knows, that he can hear it over the music. And he doesn't have proof. Plus, what's he going to do, leave me again?

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