imped into the massive walk-in closet. Every step

t, cotton loungewear, her fingers b

atched the sweater out of her hand

ulled out a stiff, heavy Chanel tweed dr

ric into her chest. "Pu

be comfortable," he added coldl

her torn nightgown and pulled the heavy dress over her head. The stiff fabric

oncealer and began dabbing it heavily onto her neck, desperately trying

out of the private elevator into

tanding by the open rear door of a black Maybach. He held

rst, his long legs taking up mo

against the opposite door, trying to put as much physica

he air inside the cabin instan

age and merged onto the highw

d began typing rapidly, comp

he trees blurred past. Her stomach cramped violently, twis

d as the driver hit the brakes har

er shoulder brushed against the

at his sleeve and brushed his hand over the

sture felt like a physic

, violent restlessness deep within his chest. A fierce, unyielding pressure built up behind his ribs, demanding immediate release. He gripp

his voice sharp and aggressive. "I do not

lling the massive car onto the narrow shoulder of the highw

oss her chest and gripped the seatbelt with bo

turned onto a private, tree

y swung open. The car crunched over the pristine gra

ned his head and glared at Aubree. "Fix

smooth stop in front

ed up, preparing to step out, but her entire body fro