Next ➳ Kaylor

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Karlie's POV

Never.

I have never had more difficult relationship than with Taylor.

And I've been thinking about why do I keep doing this to myself.

Sure, Taylor is beautiful, stunning, clever, blah blah blah. Old story. All of the previous ones were. But she has something - and I haven't figured out what is it yet - that keeps me so interested in her. Because she is very problematic. Those other girls always knew what pisses me off, and avoided that, because they hated the punishment. But Taylor? She learned how to talk to me, how to touch me, and that made me weaker.

No. I can't let her dominate me with her stupid beautiful face.

I need to show her who is Karlie Kloss.

Right as I thought about it, the main door opened and Taylor walked in. She wasn't sad, she seemed... ashamed? Her eyes were looking at the floor as she walked past me, stopping next to my table.

"I'm... sorry..." she almost whispered, still not looking into my eyes.

You will be, I thought as I grabbed her, quickly finding my keys to unlock the door with number 13.

"I knew you will come back," I said and closed the door behind us. I sat on some of the boxes in here, playing with the keys before talking again, "so what did you want to say?"

She held her head up and finally made an eye contact with me. "I'm sorry, Kar- Miss Kloss. It was very irresponsible of me."

I nodded. "Bend over my knee."

Taylor gasped, but she didn't move or say anything.

"I said: bend over my knee!"

She slowly got on her knees before obeying and bending over my knee. I pulled her skirt up and her panties down, and I noticed how she's shivering when I touch her. Then, I stroked her butt, digging my nails into her skin a little. "I hope you know why am I doing this."

Taylor nodded.

"Tell me why, baby girl."

"I ran away and acted like a child," she said.

After I heard those words, I smacked her butt. She cried out loudly and I just smirked, knowing that nobody can hear anything in room 13.

That's why I chose this place.

I kept bringing my hand back to her butt, and she kept trying to sneak out.

Taylor's POV

"Kar... please... it... it hurts... please!" I mumbled as I got spanked once again.

No reply.

"Karlie, don't... don't do this..."

Still no reply.

My butt was burning now, I could feel every inch of my body aching, and I kept my eyes shut, telling myself that everything will be over soon. But Karlie still kept spanking me, and... everything was just too much for me.

So as the tears filled my eyes, I dug my nails into the skin of Karlie's exposed leg. She whinced in pain, stopping for a second, and in that second I just yelled "STOP!" and stood up, quickly pulling my panties and skirt up.

Karlie was looking at me in shock, her eyes wide opened.

"I told you to stop and you didn't listen! It hurt more than you can imagine, Karlie! Do you even understand me?" I yelled.

"For fuck's sake, Taylor!" She yelled back, running her hand through her hair before throwing the keys away. "You signed the goddamn contract! And you know what that means?"

"Well, I guess it means: 'you signed it, so I can hurt you for my pleasure now'!"

"Fucking hell!" Karlie cursed, standing up, too. "We talked about this already! I'm not the 'roses and hearts' person!"

"I KNOW! I know. And you can be awkward sometimes, and super protective, and cheeky, and seductive, and... and..." That was when my voice broke and I knew I would say something bad, "that's the person I fell in love with..."

"You can't fall in love with me!" She yelled at me. "I told you before!"

Tears were streaming down my face and I couldn't control them anymore. "I... Karlie..."

"Oh, no, no, don't go all 'Karlie please' on me. Don't you fucking understand? You're not the first girl I went through this with! You're just next!"

And that was it. That was all I had to hear until I started crying really loudly, really ugly.

"Taylor, come on..." she said and reached for me, but I pulled away quickly.

"Don't you dare say my name again," I cried. "I don't want to see you ever again."

And with that, I slowly opened the door to the room 13, looking around before walking out.

"Taylor... wait," Karlie whispered.

But I had enough. I had enough of pretending like I'm okay with the stuff she does. Smiling at her even though she scares me. And still calling her how she wants me to. Our relationship - if I can still call it like that - was nothing. What did I thought? That she will give me roses and sweet honey kisses? No. That's not Karlie Kloss.

Not at all.

"I told you not to say my name. And why would I wait? What should I wait for? Go find your next assistant."

And then I walked away, away from her office, away from her life.

Karlie's POV

I wanted to run after her; I really did.

But I couldn't.

Not because I was scared what would my co-workers think of me, or because I was too angry.

It was because I knew she didn't want me to.

She doesn't want me to be in her life anymore. And I don't know why, but I miss her. I never felt that way before, but it was a different sort of punishment I usually went through.

This time only I got punished.

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I've done a few things in the office; signed some papers, called a meeting, re-arranged my schledule. But nothing made me stop thinking about her. Nothing.

I was sitting on my chair, playing with my bracelets, when I heard the door being opened.

"Taylor?" I asked, quickly getting up.

But there was totally different person walking in - the last person I thought of, the last person I would let in, the person I didn't like to speak to, but it was sometimes required. The person with signature retro glasses and red hair.

Stephanie.

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