CHAPTER 75: WAS THAT A PRANK? AMANDA'S POV: “Lean on the desk, Amanda, you're getting spanked.” I stood there, my heart beating faster than it should. The air in the back of the music studio was dusty and still, but the tension between me and Donovan was vibrating like a guitar string about to snap. I looked at the heavy wooden desk and then back at him. He looked dead serious, his eyes dark with that Alpha authority that usually made me want to run, but today, it was making my knees feel like jelly. "I'm not playing, Amanda," he said, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Fifty spanks. And you’re gonna count every single one out loud. If you miss a number, we start from zero. Lean over." I bit my lip, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "Donovan, fifty is too many. Please..

