CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

Alex stared at her for a while, looking into her scared eyes before moving even closer to her. He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.

"I told you not to do that, didn't I?" He asked her, and she instantly nodded before blinking really fast. "Please don't hurt me, I'm a good girl and...I, um, what's that word again?"

She looked away from him to remember the word that she had forgotten. After trying to remember for three seconds, she gave up on that.

"You really love playing with fire, don't you? You're not a good girl, you're a naughty girl. And, what do they do to naughty girls?" He asked her, and tightened his grip around her trapped hands. She stared at him like she was confused, before her eyes suddenly widened.

"Um, they get beaten?" She furrowed her brow, as she expected his answer on that.

With his darkened eyes and deadly glare, he moved even closer, closing the little space between them. In his low, deep tone, he said, "well, you're correct. B