Captive Of The Ruthless Underground Boss

fell out of the cab. Sweat dripped down his forehead. He saw Gag

disgust. He took a white handkerchief from his assista

head. He completely ignored June

t. It rolled and hit Martin's shoe. Gage stared

d, his hands shaking. He begged Gage not to pull the

oom and sat down on the center leather sofa. He waved

es. She stumbled forward and fell to her knees on the

ve crystal tumbler. He poured the clear liquid until it reached the brim. He p

ered a deal. She drinks the entire glass right now, and th

She had never been able to handle liquor. Drinking that much wou

a rabid dog. He screamed at her, orderi

ok her head, her voice cracking a

in, his voice a vicious, desperate hiss right by her ear. "Drink it, or

m. June's head snapped to the side. Her arm throbbed i

jaw twitched. His fingers tightened around the armr

artin's furious face, then at the cold men watching her. S

ck of her hand. She turned her head and stared directly into

onger shaking. She told him she w

en burst of backbone amusing. His eyes drifted to th

a second option. She didn't have to drink. She j

the men in the room. It was an act

wn hair fell over her shoulders. Her grandmoth

yelled at her to do it, reaching for the sciss

rattled in her chest. She reached out with a tre

abbed a thick handful of her hair near her jawline. Withou

hrough hair filled the room. Thick locks of b

ovements violent and jagged. She cut until her

eyes were red, but she refused to let a single tear fa

l tightness gripped his chest. A wave of intense frustration

ce inches from hers. He whispered directly into her ear, his vo

ry of the red light flashed in her mind. She shoved Gage's c

ir flying around her face, tears finally spill