oom. She took a deep breath, trying to force her racing pulse back
witched the ringer off and opened the camera
rs around the cold metal door handle.
ofing broke, and the loud, obnoxious laug
was slouched back on a leather sofa. His expens
addling Braden's lap. She was holding a c
s. Instead of a blatant insult, he chose the sophisticated cruelty typical of Wall Street. He yelled over the heavy bass of the music, "Braden, my man, you're reall
ant laugh. He did not try to
d the red record button on her screen, zooming in
rdella to keep his father happy for the corporate merger. He said that
y on the chest and asked if he thought
and called Ardella a boring nun. He said he
erupted into loude
h her veins. She felt the exact satisfaction of a hu
sure every single word that violated their pre
ssing her aggressively. His hands moved al
e was destructive enough to ruin him. She t
file directly to her encrypted cloud drive. She
She closed her eyes for one second
gone. In its place was the perfect mask of a
ard. The wood slammed against t
nstantly. Every single pair of
The arrogant smirk vanished from his
ed scream. She scrambled to p
udly against the hardwood floor. Each step sounded
nute ago slowly lowered his glass. He took a step
ling out Ardella's name and waving his hands,
e. She looked down at Braden, who was still si
trembled just the right amount. She played
iced martini from the table. She locked
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