Chapter Fifty Eight - Embarrassed

ROSITA LAUREN’S POV

I thought it was going to be over when he pulled away, but he hoisted me up and pushed my back on the door.

After he did that, he claimed my lips once more. I grunted because the kisses were giving me this jittery feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I tried to pull away, but he was forcing his lips towards me as I struggled this time for him to put me down.

“M-Master, stop please,” I sounded like I was pleading, so he did stop before stepping back to give us some distance between one another.

“I told you to not be like that with other men or what happened when you got drunk would be bound to happen again,”

I clenched my fists before turning my back to him. I was out of words, how can he casually kiss me like that?

Was that supposed to be a punishment? I shook my head before walking away, I needed some time to think.

The master catched up to me when he reached out to my wrists, but I shoved his hands away without looking at him.

“I-I need some time alone, master,” I