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