The Ruthless Billionaire's Obsessive Pursuit

ay police blanket was wrapped tightly around her shoulders. She held a paper cu

lobby, her high heels clicking frantically against the linoleum floor

h you?" Eloise asked, her

pointed her shaking finger toward the long

t. "But that psycho driver is in

y. The color completely drained from Eloise's face. Her mouth

orridor. The thick metal door of

rst. His face was stretched into a massive, nervous smile. His s

Mountain coffee in both hands. He offered it backward

the pocket of his tailored suit pants. His long legs ate up the distan

from his pocket and wiped

quickly. "We had no idea it was you.

ll to the dirty floor. Her brain could not proce

ed right

nded, her voice echoing in the lobby. "Why

looked around the lobby, tr

ice," Rick whispered. "Let's not m

nd slowly. He looked down at Gabriella

a short,

d, hysterical women now?" Emmett asked.

boiled. Her chest

doors! You drove me to an abandoned alley!" sh

d the expensive cuffl

e dripping with condescension. "As for the doors, maybe I

sing the distance between them. He l

dropping an octave, "because your cheap perfume was

r face burned hot with humiliation. Her right han

riella from behind. She pinned Gabrie

face against Gabriella's ear. "Please. That

. Her body went completely rigid.

f her. She could not connect this monster to the man Elois

. He shoved a clipboard with a wa

Rick urged. "Let's

ed her jaw so hard her teeth ached. The taste of defeat was bitter in her

th, forcing the air

ced the words out. T

lowly dragged down Gabriella's body, taki

ut a har

everyone in the lobby heard him. "I only like women with a

k snickered. Gabriella's face flushed a deep, an

its surrounded him. He pushed open the glass doors and walke

of her cheek until she tasted blood. She swore to herself