Fifty Million Reasons To Hate Him

down the empty st

cating. Harrison sat completely still, his dark ey

e. She wrapped her arms tigh

s air conditioning blew over her exposed skin. Tears con

ed bitterly. If I knew he was going to kidnap me

udden, exhausting

nd answers, but hearing her complain about

rless laugh and turned hi

the private underground gara

d across the seat, grabbed Iris by the u

it the concrete har

ing against Harrison's chest. She pressed her soft curves against his rigid

as if she were

backward wit

aybach. The impact knocked the wind out of

tine," Harris

r. Iris gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing wit

p to the penthouse.

o the massive, dimly lit living room, and thre

shions. Her wild, wavy h

he looked at him with huge, dev

completely off and threw

hands heavily on the back of the

ou?" Harrison hissed, his v

Fresh tears wel

g perfectly. "I couldn't handle the divorce

he couldn't hear the truth, he would have fall

to hit him where it hurt. She ne

ut the nights they had s

in his head. Every time we did it, it felt like he was just completing a c

son like a physical

mpletely sho

nt, attentive husband. He thought he controlled every as

it as a chore. A co

over him. It burned through his veins, destroy

ed out of his face, leaving behind a

he were a piece of rotti

his expression. She didn't und

reached out, her fingers brushi

ep backward, dodging her t

reath, fighting

finger toward the h

ce was completely dead. There was

ed him to yell. She had ex

seen him look

antically. That look is terrifying. I n

ofa. She didn't bother f

ch from the floor and prac

paused. She turned back, letting one f

ened the do

The massive penthouse plung

e collapsed onto the sofa, b

imentar

y apartment. He felt like th

, she was nothing but a hollow shell. He wanted to give her the rope and watch her hang herself with it. By giving he

is pocket and dialed his e

sharp. "Get her money into her accounts by tomorrow morning. Let her have