dilapidated office building erupted in flames. The fire spread with unnatura

ed the heel of his expensive Italian loafer onto Mitc

spitting up a mo

ed his tie, "was for touching Ms. Burton's chin with your mic

ck in the

dorf Astoria, the only light came fro

rapped in

ng her eyes, the screech of tires filling her ears. The crushing impac

a sheen of cold sweat on her forehead. Her hands cl

a security camera flickered once, then went dark. The ent

igure stood be

t the key card sensor. It whirred silently. A soft

h the silence of a predator. He locked the door behind

osened his tie. He crossed the living room, his expensive shoe

owering shadow in the da

refully hidden from the world, from him. The rage that had been consuming him since she'd slapped him began to morp

scaped her lips.

hed the beast he kept chained i

mov

mattress, the bed dippin

rom her nightmare. Her eyes flew open, her hea

register the shape of the man looming over her,

error. A muffled scre

h of her wrists in a grip of steel, pi

d unyielding against her thin silk nightgown.

n into her te

, his voice a gravelly whisper in

h. She opened her lips to screa

a kiss of pure, unrestrained hunger, a brutal assertion of ownership, a promise