Her face flamed furious red. Adorable? The hell she was! She'd show him how adorable she was when she--
When she what?
He was stronger and faster than her, very rich and probably very old and also not at all human. She could do precisely nothing. That knowledge burned at her core as she bit down on the inside of her lip, just for somewhere to direct the pain and humiliation and anger. And to keep herself from saying anything, because anything she could say would just make the situation worse. Because he was enjoying this, a lot, and she couldn't think of anything that would make him not enjoy it anymore.
Fifty thousand dollars. College. A chance. Dangling on a hook in front of her. She hadn't been good enough to make her own chance; too poor and too rough around the edges and too ambiguously brown. No amount of book smarts could off-set a degree from an average public school, perfect grades on every test dragged down by poor attendance. She would wind up just like her mother, barely graduate high school, and then do nothing with her life but serve other people for less than minimum wage and whatever tips she could scrounge for by being nice.
She was terrible at being nice.
Compared to that, a bit of humiliation...
Okay, a lot of humiliation...
And parting with her dearest book...
At least she could say she'd suffered for it. She'd worked for it. This sure as fuck wasn't being handed anything.
She grit her teeth, heart pounding in her chest, nails digging crescents into her palms. Then she lowered herself, squatting down and then kneeling on the floor, legs folded flat beneath her. She kept her eyes on the ground, because she absolutely did not want to see what kind of smug, delighted expression "Mr. Lestrange" was wearing.
When she what?
He was stronger and faster than her, very rich and probably very old and also not at all human. She could do precisely nothing. That knowledge burned at her core as she bit down on the inside of her lip, just for somewhere to direct the pain and humiliation and anger. And to keep herself from saying anything, because anything she could say would just make the situation worse. Because he was enjoying this, a lot, and she couldn't think of anything that would make him not enjoy it anymore.
Fifty thousand dollars. College. A chance. Dangling on a hook in front of her. She hadn't been good enough to make her own chance; too poor and too rough around the edges and too ambiguously brown. No amount of book smarts could off-set a degree from an average public school, perfect grades on every test dragged down by poor attendance. She would wind up just like her mother, barely graduate high school, and then do nothing with her life but serve other people for less than minimum wage and whatever tips she could scrounge for by being nice.
She was terrible at being nice.
Compared to that, a bit of humiliation...
Okay, a lot of humiliation...
And parting with her dearest book...
At least she could say she'd suffered for it. She'd worked for it. This sure as fuck wasn't being handed anything.
She grit her teeth, heart pounding in her chest, nails digging crescents into her palms. Then she lowered herself, squatting down and then kneeling on the floor, legs folded flat beneath her. She kept her eyes on the ground, because she absolutely did not want to see what kind of smug, delighted expression "Mr. Lestrange" was wearing.
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