Chapter 16

• "Mom. Please stop." I say in response. Instead of answering her incriminating question. Benjamin is cute. That is facts. And he was so respectful during our dance last night. He should be around my age, and he is a perfect gentleman. Too bad I have no use for gentlemen at this period of my life. Not after being touched by Stephane. Held and cherished the way only he was capable of. He has claimed me. I can only be his. Even if it was only for a night, I don't think I will get over the experience any time soon.
• "What?" She throws her hands up like she doesn't know what she is doing. In a sense, she probably doesn't. But that doesn't help me right now. I can't look in Stephane's direction anymore because his blank expression is getting me so worked up. I remember how he punished me for dancing with Benjamin. My body remembers it all too well. I saw the angry red slash marks on my ass cheeks this morning in the shower and when I touched the spot, I felt a dark kind of excitement. Unexplainable. What had he done to me?
• I risk a glance in his direction and this time around, he is already watching me. A chill runs down my spine at the brief eye contact. I quickly look away. I have lost my appetite but I turn my attention to my food and wolf down the spinach salad like it is the best thing I have ever had.