Good Girl

Hazel

“We had sex,” I said flatly, forcing the words past the tightness in my throat, shoving the memory into a locked corner of my mind.

Victor’s smirk was slow and deliberate, like he could see through my mind. “Good girl.”

It should have felt uncomfortable—him positioned this close, this intimate. But it didn’t. Not even a little.

“Next clue?” I asked, ignoring the bite of the belt around my wr