Trapped By The Billionaire's Dark Obsession

kson's arm away

on warned, his chest heaving. "

n look at Cason. He kept his eyes fixed on the sliver

his tone shifting to pure business. "The tech acquisition in Sil

ly empire was a heavy chain around his neck. H

He squeezed her hand, turned, and walke

id shut. The physical barrier compl

ed, the last shred of Jack

ged fo

e slammed hard against the cold marble backsp

ther side of her hips. He caged her in completely. His bro

h, hot and smelling faintly of

u trying to steal this time?" Jackson

rced her eyes to widen. A single,

pered, her voice crack

lip curled in

lled it five years ago when you slit your wr

gh her chest. The memory of the blood, the cold water, and t

nto his slacks and pulled out his phone. He tapp

glowing screen

eports. The fabricated clinic records de

ding," Jackson ordered, his voice devoid of any mercy. "Or I walk out to

r lower lip so hard the skin broke. The

yes and gave a s

s trousers as if touching the air near her had infected

ragged her aching body across the

r the bed. She opened the drawers and threw her

skin Chanel bag Cason had bought her sat on the glass surface. She didn't touch

e shut and dragged it

. Cason walked back insi

suitcase.

his voice rising in panic. He rushed forwa

from his. She forced a tragic

" she lied, her voice trembling. "I

around and glared at Jackson, who was standing by the

n screamed, stepping toward his

plied, his face a mask of bored ind

n lu

apped her arms tightly around Cason's

"Don't fight with your brot

t heaving as he looked

o of him. She grabbed her suitcase, turned her ba

cutting off Cason's desperate shouts

high-rise. The freezing New York

gave the driver an address for a r

t. She pulled a wet wipe from her purse and wiped the t

ous hum. She glanced down just as the flap of her purse shifted, catching t