"You make me feel vulnerable," Laurent said. The words were half stifled by his arm. He felt half sick with tension, because honesty made him even more vulnerable. "You made me feel used. You said that I belonged to you, as you held me down, and then you... you came on me like you were marking me. Claiming me."
Laurent shuddered, feeling more miserable by the word. It hadn't been so bad when he hadn't had to quantify what had made him lose his temper. Laying it out made it all the more awful.
"You made me feel vulnerable, and then you made me feel like a whore," Laurent said. He shuddered again, emotions and confidence crumbling because he had nothing left to use as a defense, not if he was being honest.
That said, he got to his feet, not looking back at Damen because he didn't want to see the look on the king's face.
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Laurent shuddered, feeling more miserable by the word. It hadn't been so bad when he hadn't had to quantify what had made him lose his temper. Laying it out made it all the more awful.
"You made me feel vulnerable, and then you made me feel like a whore," Laurent said. He shuddered again, emotions and confidence crumbling because he had nothing left to use as a defense, not if he was being honest.
That said, he got to his feet, not looking back at Damen because he didn't want to see the look on the king's face.