Mia's POV

“You know what the punishment is for that, don’t you?” His voice is low and dangerous, as he introduces another level of suspense into it, I struggle to hold his gaze.

"No,” I whisper. “I don't.” How will I know what's in his mind, I can't to be honest but I know it isn't sine palatable stuff. I brace myself for the worst, expecting him to lash out at me in fury. But to my surprise, he motions for me to sit down. My legs receive some fresh unsure energy, I force myself to walk over to the chair he’s pointing me to and then I sink my...