"Yeah, but I like your particular brand of chaos, Missy Mischeif," he replied with a smile that had my panties melting.
"I, uh..."
Is he... leaning closer to me? What the f***k? Why?
"I still gotta punish you though," he said, his voice deeper than it was before. I didn't think that was even possible. "Just like you had to make an example, I gotta make sure the club knows I'm serious."
"God, I can't even blame you. I'm sure the rest of the females here would fu.cking never let you forget it. And they'd probably try to get away with even more sh.it." I ranted.
"You don't care that I gotta punish you?"
"Why would I? I understand you have a job to do. I didn't throw hands with Kitty thinking there would be no consequences."
For a moment, War just smiled at me. It was a bit confusing. H
