King of Pride

A moan climbed up my throat. I tried to push back against him, but his other hand braced my hip, forcing me to still.

“Or we’ll be here all day.”

“Start reading, Isabella.”

“It’s simple. If you can read a full page out loud without stopping or stuttering, I’ll let you come.”

“We’re going to play a new game.”

“Now bend over the couch and spread your legs.”

I opened it to a page in the middle. Coincidentally, I’d chosen Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, one of the few classics I enjoyed.

Landslide victories are hardly victories at all.”

Habulin mo ang iyong mga pangarap.

wolf disguised in sheep’s clothing.