Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Lawyer

felt jarring. The air was thick with the smells of money and disinfectant, a cold, unpleasant mingling that made Elea

g the news reports, she located the elevator reserved for VIP suites and slipped inside just as the

ngs that probably cost more than her brother's entire defense fee. Eleanor f

n his hand, the flickering light from the large screen illuminating his face. An IV bag hung beside the bed, but the clear liquid

. She clenched her fists tightly, h

breath and pushe

to surprise, then to a greedy, predatory gaze. His eyes lingered on

the game controller onto the bed. "Lo

you to tell the police the truth," she said, her voice much calmer than she r

gant laughter echoing throughout the room. "You

needle from the back of his hand without even flinching. He stood up

ch taller than she remembered, his presence filling the entire space with a suffocati

s finger, then brought it to his nose and sniffed dramati

nd away. "Leo is innocent," Eleanor insi

I can do whatever I want," he roared. "I can make one phone call and your brother will have

r defenses crumbled instantly. The anger in her eyes was

braced his hands against the wall on either side of her head, trappin

erson. You want me to drop the charges? Fine. You just have to

picable and so vile that

touching hers, his hot, astringe

r hands to press against his bare chest. He was strong, wit

a

e, his lips just inches from hers. They

was kic

od in the doorway, ra

nt pinned a terrified Eleanor against the wall

grabbed Trent's clothes and yanked him back. He threw him to

fear. "Damian? What's going on?" he stammered, then his

us

were relatives. Her gaze darted between Damian's angry face and Trent's horr

n her. He strode forward, suddenly reaching out and gripping her wrist ti

ou shouldn't have come here,"

," she choked out, trying to break

ggles, turned around and rough

in the hallway stared wide-eyed at the commotion, but no one stepped fo