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“You always spoil the fun.”

I curl up into a ball, protecting my head with my hands as Francis yells down at me.

“Why are you such a crybaby? He told me that you cried the whole time. Do you think this is fun?”

“But he… He was hu- hurting me. Wha- What should I d- do?”

I whimper as he grabs my arm to pull me up. “He paid for it, you stupid bastard bitch. What you should have done is stop crying and moan a little more.”

He lets go of me brusquely, making me hit the floor.

“If this ever happens again, you will pay for it.”

Because of the impact, I don’t get to move in time to protect my stomach before he lands his first kick.

I gasp for air as I jerk up.

Putting my hand on my chest, I take slow breaths to calm my erratic heartbeat.

All is good now. It was just a nightmare.

Slumping back down, I close my eyes and inhale deeply.

As if having a huge crush on a dangerously gorgeous client wasn’t enough, I noticed that I never had a nightmare when I woke up in his bed.

So stupid.

Dragging