whiskey glass down

hrough the penthouse. It was a desperate attempt to

rfectly still. She just stood there, watching his

trashy reality show he had watched the night before. He forced

f your c

lly. The dialogue was worse

inas. The system demanded she act humiliated. It w

y drag out this terrible script. Obedie

fingers brushed against the t

ed almost entirely black. He hadn't expected

t strap slipped off her shoulder, expo

snapped away from her skin as if he had been burned,

d like a perfect mirror, reflecting Aria's every m

took a small step forward. Her bare toes almost brush

a soft, whispering friction. It pooled in

loud ringing noise filled his ears.

o regain his footing. His throat was so dry it f

d the tips of his ears. They wer

fell from Bowen's right nostril. It hit

s Wall Street predator was actually having a nosebleed j

s lip. He looked down at his fingertips, seeing the smear

opper. She had to use every ounce of her professional

xpression. Her eyes softene

tips pressed gently against the exposed skin

felt his pectoral muscle. It was lo

n struck by lightning. His spine slam

nose, smearing the blood across his cheek. He was t

et, innocent concern. "Do you wa

ver, danced wi

deep, furious purple.

econd word, pitching up in

the polished floor. He practically ran toward the b

second later, the loud rush of the shower turning

up her silk nightgown and s

y air where the system

" she said out loud, her