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He’d get his reward. There was no doubt about that.

The point was, he didn’t do any of it for me…

And yet he still expected me to kiss his ass.

His…

Ahem…

Very nice ass.

…okay, I’ll come clean.


…he was hot.

And I was kind of into him.

Or I would have been into him if he wasn’t such a prick.

And the fact that I was into him (SORT of)…

And that he was bossing me around…

And acting like HE was the man, and I was some stupid little girl who should just be thankful he’d saved me…

Plus how he’d humiliated me in front of all those people…

(And the weird feeling, which I didn’t want to admit, that I’d kind of liked it when he spanked me…)

You add all that up, and what you got was this:

The motherfucker was gonna pay.

I’d been making him pay ever since we’d left Venice.

Bit by bit…

Drop by drop.

Death by a thousand cuts.

I’d actually really enjoyed today.

Breaking into a car? That was fucking cool.

Driving into the mountains? AWESOME.

Hearing gravel under tires for the first time? I know it’s stupid, but it made me so happy.

Staying in a weird-ass little cabin in the woods? Kind of diggin’ it.

It was like I was getting to live in a Netflix series. So much more interesting than my boring, everyday life.

Dinner had been pretty good, too. Not what I was accustomed to, but I really enjoyed it.

You know what I’d enjoyed even more?

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