Chapter 17

17

ARIA

Humiliation.

Mortification.

Embarrassment.

Heat travelled up my neck and my face, coloring my cheeks as I stared at the man sitting in the head chair.

I had no doubt that my face was as red as the sauce that was lying on the table. Inside, I was seething. I was enraged and mortified.

When Lina came to my room and told me that the Big Master had demanded my presence, I had nearly told her to tell her Big Master to fuck the hell off.

But luckily my mind was working.

My actions were met with consequences.

I had hesitated but my mind was stubborn. The moments of agony I had spent in that ugly cage were in front of my eyes, I had cursed myself to hell for being weak.

After the breakdown I had, I vowed not to bow to his feet.

And now I was here, burning and seething with dark anger, hoping that he’d just leave me the fuck alone. But I wasn’t lucky.

“Come on, doll.” He snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor where his feet rested, “Sit.”

He made it sound like he was talking to s