mall. The vast space of the car felt suffocatingly intimate with him in it. D

r, lingering on the way the wet fabric clung to her

button, and a silent, dark panel ro

a beat. "Where a

ut he wasn't reaching for her. He opened a hidden compartment an

like a wet dog," he said, hi

ine. She wrapped it around her shivering body, the

her onl

steadier now. "I know last night w

rs drumming a silent, imp

help. My father, my mother... I need money. And I

ing but her gaze unwavering."I know you have every

oice dropped to a whisper."I'll be your collateral. What

e seemed almost... interested. He leaned in closer, so clos

it out with a mocking tone. "Miss Wallace, w

y. She lifted her chin. "You already tested the merchandis

e faint amusement in his eyes disappeared,

t seized. In the next lane, in a Porsche, was Donny. His face was a mask

ling speed. He reached out, his fingers tipping her chin up, not p

ak, pathetic smile in Angelo's direction and quickly looked away

nding. Angelo had d

ng had happened. He studied her for a long, si

e, his voice a l

elief, he added, "You'll recei

ber what you are. You're mine. No one touches you wit

t a shiver down her spine, a terrif

of a sleek, impossibly luxurious

er a moment's hesit

aid, his voice once again a cold, dismissive wall. "Tomorrow

ring behind the glass doors. He left her standing in the cold n