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Chapter 4 4

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assenger side of her car. His eyebrows pulled to

ys, shoving them into the ignition. She twisted it, prayi

uttered, coughed

the glass. The mockery in his eyes vanishe

as muffled by the glass, but the co

pped the steering wheel with both hands, her k

reached out and wrapped his large hand around th

tic groaned under the pressure, stark white stress lines spider-webbing across the surface. He didn't stop. He adjusted his grip, his

p plastic in his hand. He tossed it onto

am as the sound echoed. He

suit jacket and pulled out his phone. He dialed a nu

er Honda just scraped the bumper of my Aston Martin. The driver is locking herself inside a

he stared at the man abusing his power, tw

mashed window. She coul

d. Defeated, she reached over

y grabbed the edge of the door fr

g any chance of escape. He leaned in, placing one hand on

r completely

k tobacco invaded Carla's lungs. It mad

t the seat. "What do you want fro

nited a dangerous f

clamped around her narrow jaw, fo

g with toxic satisfaction. "Five years, and thi

er eyes were red, but she glared back

h. His eyes scanned her faded collar a

ollar trust fund, I assumed you'd be living i

entire body violently flinched. The words ripped

. His fingers tightene

words designed to kill. "Is that why you scurried bac

m broke. Hot tears spilled over her eyelas

ngers twitch, but he didn't let go. He kept her

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