How sorry

Brushing her hair down slowly, her eyes averted from the floor only to meet with her own reflection in the mirror.

Her skin that looked so pale made her blink away only to notice how skinny she looked at the moment.

Jule couldn't remember the last time she saw herself in the mirror like she is now.

It almost felt like years even though it's just been eleven months since her life turned upside down.

A chuckle as she placed down the towel, Jule took a deep inhale before raising on her feet.

About to take a hold of the shrug that was placed along with the clothes she's wearing right now, Jule was interrupted by the maid who knocked on the open door.

"Sir is waiting for you."

She stated sternly making Jule gulp before nodding.

A minute passed by but the maid stood still, waiting for Jule to finish getting ready.

"U-um, can you get me some water? I'm thirsty…haha.."

She rubbed the back of her neck while a cheeky smile left her lips.

The maid sighed in defeat before nodding.

"Sure, Miss."

Jule forced a polite smile as the maid left before rolling her eyes.

About to reach over for the shrug again, Jule flinched when she heard the maid's voice.

"Here, Miss."

Eyes wide in disbelief, Jule looked at the maid before smiling.

"Thanks…um, can you wait for me? I need to adjust my…"

Jule tried to explain to which the maid rolled her eyes, turning around to face her back towards Jule.

Jule nodded to herself as she closed her mouth.

"Thank you!"

She whispered to herself before she looked at herself in the mirror once again.

Wearing the shrug, Jule took a deep breath, making sure she was ready to face this man.

*You can do it*.

Jule thought as she blinked up from her reflection.

Turning towards the door she took the glass the maid placed on the table before drinking it in one gulp.

"I-I'm ready."

Jule spoke, making the maid turn around and take a look at her from top to bottom.

"Hm, okay, follow me, Miss."

The maid walked out of the room making Jule follow her with her hands intertwined in front.

Looking around the large and empty halls, Jule slowly averted her eyes from the stairs only to fall upon the glass walls.

Freezing on the spot, her lips parted as she eyed almost all of the walls that were built with glasses.

"Miss,"

Jule immediately snapped out of her thoughts before following the maid into the elevator.

Eyes blinking, her fingers clutched her loose pants in a tight fist.

*Why does it feel so*...

She gulped as she looked up from the elevator only to realize that the walls of it are also glass ones which made her immediately clutch her eyes tightly close.

"We're here."

A ding along with the maid's statement, Jule slowly opened her eyes only to meet with another pair of glass walls surrounding the floor.

Eyes wide, she hung her head low, not being brave enough to see such a view.

Her legs trembled but she forced herself to stay still and stiff.

Eyes closing to ignore even the slightest glimpse of the glass walls, Jule squeezed her pants tight ever.

"Miss—!"

Her eyes opened as a frown formed on her face but her frown didn't stay for long when she saw that she was so near the glass wall.

Her feet slipped due to the sudden back step she took before her hands raised in the air.

A yelp, her eyes clutched close, expecting to find herself on the floor.

But two strong and very muscular yet thin arms wrapped around her, preventing her from falling down.

The back of her head touched his bare chest as her hair flew in front only to cover her face.

Lips apart, she froze like a statue in his arms as his familiar scent filled her nostrils.

A bit of her bottom lip as soon as his hot breath fanned her neck, Jule whimpered, wiggling in his arms.

Pulling her onto her feet, his arms unwrapped themselves around her before he looked at the maid.

"Is this how you do something I tell you to?"

The maid gulped before glaring at Jule's back.

"It's not my fault that She w-was trailing off here and there sir—"

"Leave."

The maid hmphed as she stomped off making Wayn turn his eyes towards Jule.

Eyeing her quivering figure, he sighed heavily.

Turning her around, he expected her doe eyes to meet his but when he saw her stained cheeks, his eyebrows squinted.

"Hey- Wait, why are you crying?"

Her knees slightly bent before she felt his arms wrap themselves around her waist.

"Hey–hey, are you alright!?"

His heavy breath over her cheek made her head slightly raise and her eyes met his very confused ones.

A hesitant and heavy gulp, Jule fearfully glanced at the glass wall behind her.

"I-I'm acrophobic."

She breathed out, making him frown.

"What?"

She gulped before her fingers trailed up his collar before gripping it.

"I'm scared of h-heights."

Her eyes met his and his frown soon was replaced by a very calm expression.

"Oh, you're acrophobic."

Jule immediately felt his arms wrap tightly around her waist.

A gasp, Jule's eyes widened when he picked her up in his arms.

Jule's wide and teary eyes met with his calm eyes that held such coldness she never saw.

"But we're only 12 floors up."

She gulped as she glanced up at the glass walls in the office he stepped with her in his arms.

His fingers slid up the back of her thighs before he smiled at her who didn't seem to notice his admiration towards this sort girl in his arms.

Her toes curled up as soon as she noticed another side of the same glass wall which made his heart skip a beat because of her grips on his shirt against his chest.

"Stop being so stubborn, it's just a wall."

His smile was replaced by a thin line when he whispered it in her ears making her shoulders quiver.

"S-stop doing that.."

She said as her ears reddened.

"Want to see the forest?".

He grinned wide before her lips parted.

"Y-you can't do that to me! I told you I'm acrophobic."

Her eyes wide, shot up into his.

"But I heard that's how acrophobics can be cured."

His eyes gazed deep into hers as he spoke with a small smirk forming on his lips.

"Want me to cure you?"

Jule's pupils dilated at such a question she couldn't answer.

*Cure me*..?

Beneath this lustful side of him, there she noticed such a sick romantic guy and Jule couldn't help but feel her whole body vibrate.

*What is happening to me*..?

Her cheeks flushed red before her eyes softened.

"I'll take that as a yes?"

Her head shyly turned away before she bit her lip.

"N-no thanks."

*I'm just a sugar baby*.

Her eyes closed tight as she thought but her heart beat faster when his deep chuckles grazed over her ears ever so tenderly.

"You're so shy, aren't you?"

Wayn placed her upon the table before his lips grazed over her cheek.

Breath rapidly heavening, he trailed his hands behind her only to pull her closer.

Jule placed her hands upon his chest, about to push him so they could discuss for what he told her to come but his lips that traced up her ear made her eyes blink up wide.

Cheeks warming up, Wayn's hands took a gentle grip of her plump ass before his lips curved up into a breathy smile.

"C-Chris, I–"

A slap over her butt made her cheeks flush deep red while she froze still with his head resting in the crook of her neck.

"Bad girl."

Jule's lips trembled when she heard him say against her ear.

Another slap of her thick ass, she whimpered aloud.

"I-I'm sorry! M-master, it's master–"

His eyes met hers as she paused upon noticing his gentle and very lustful gaze.

"You are?"

Jule blinked before Wayn eyed her.

"You're sorry?"

Said Wayn as Jule gulped before nodding.

*It hurts so, yes*!

Jule thought as her butt pulsed hot because of his slaps that left it in pain.

Wayn breathily hummed before he pulled her off the table before turning her around.

Jule's eyes blinked vigorously as he took a grip of her waist, pulling her back against his front.

Gently pushing her head to lay on the table, Wayn leaned down while her trembling hands clutched nothing.

Wayn slowly caressed her ass as he pecked her ears before squeezing her ass ever so softly.

"**Let's see how sorry you are, shall we?"