The Billionaire's Substitute: Her Final Escape

vy wooden door of the groun

es of the porcelain toilet bowl. Her stomach violently convulsed, but there w

mmed the flush button. The loud rush of water barely ma

twisting between her ribs. She pressed her forehead against the cold m

n door to the res

s echoed against the tiles, accompanied

shreds of her dignity made her reach up and slide the deadbo

complaining loud

w. He needs to relax," Kori whined, her tone dripping with

tening to that voice-a voice so similar to her own, yet so full of c

over to the marble vanity. The fauc

rratic rhythm. If she didn't get out of this stall and take her medicatio

h, forcing the emotional breakdo

and pushed it open. She walked over to

pplying lipstick. She caught Elease's

Elease up and down, her eyes filled with

t her face completely blank and professional. Sh

t a soft, m

orate environment. It looks cheap," Kori

he pulled a paper towel from th

You don't need to worry abou

challenged on her first day was unacceptabl

lipped to Elease's skirt. A malicious smile curled her l

. Get me a hand-crafted double espresso. Bring i

her chest warned her that her heart couldn't handle a screamin

nod, threw the crumpled paper towel into the trash,

d hit the cold street, Elease ducked into a blin

ed the pill bottle twice before getting three

ing at the cafe down the street. The humiliat

he needed that money. She had to s

o the cafe and bo

the executive elevator. As the car shot up to the to

e thick, plush carpet absorbed the sound of he

mahogany double doors. They

knock, but her eyes cau

wrapped tightly around his neck. Brogan had his head bu

s hand

to the back of her hand. The skin instantly turned angry red, but E

, and his predatory gaze shot straight throu

flinch. She di

h the dead, freezing eyes of

dropped the full cup of coffee st