“Would you just stand up?” I muttered, looking around. We were still being watched. Now there was a fucking crowd.
“Say ‘yes.’”
Now he was using humiliation rather than compulsion to force my hand. Prick. “Yes,” I growled through my teeth.
He gave me a victorious smirk as he rose to tower over me once more. “There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“I can’t believe you.”
“You said yes, didn’t you?”
“That doesn’t mean anything!”