Chapter 13
- JADE POV.
- My chest singed and I felt my face burn in mortification as I lay across Dearil's lap. It was horrible the effect his voice had on me. He'd gotten me to crawl to him as a dog would, which was something I didn't see happening in years to come, and now he was going to spank me like some little kid and he freaking expected me to count.
- He'd slipped a handcuff against my wrist which rested behind my back when I had tried to punch him.