hushed, reverent silence that spoke of immense power and wealth. Chloe's reflection in the gleaming walls looked small and out of pl
ith a perfectly sculpted, indifferent expression
ayed she would never hear again s
ook what the c
e taped clumsily to the side of his head. His eyes, when they met he
ping down on her arm in a bruising grip. Ignoring the receptionist's start
lunging them into the sterile, echoi
he concrete wall. The impact
breath sour with the smell of stale coffee. "Did you fuck my cousin to get i
ding the fear. "Who I sleep with," she said, her voice shaking but laced wit
slap cracked across her cheek, snapping her head to the side. The
e brought her knee up,
s second. Chloe twisted away and ran for the door, but he recovered with surprising speed, fuele
so tightly flew from her hands, its contents scattering across the dusty flo
them, her fingers closing
g her own face on the photograph into the dirty concrete.
lk in here?" he snarled. "
er dress and ripping it open. The sound o
room, the feeling of being trapped, powerless. She fought back, kicking and scratch
and fumbling with the buttons of her
and suffocating, c
the skin of her chest, the heavy ste
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