few inches. His massive frame completely blocked the
flat, staring at Gordon, who was p
pened the door. He took in Dolph's messy hair, the unbutto
d. "Uncle Dolph," he stam
spine so hard against the wall she felt the plaster digging through her skin
so fast she thought it
club, Gordon?" Dolph's voice was low, but it carried a le
I was just... I'm looking for a w
ng to peek through the narrow crack
turning his body slightly
back, finding the bare skin of Jaelynn's w
r ripped throug
twisted and bit down hard on the hand that was holding her waist, her teeth si
dered, his tone devoid of any warmth. "
other word, Dolph slammed
clicked i
rdon's frantic footste
wall, her body hitting the carpeted floor
e floor. The heat from the kiss was completely gone from
her pride. She pushed herself up
her chest, trying to cover her exposed skin. Sh
e whispered, he
hundred-dollar bills, and tossed them onto the wooden bench next to her. As he pulled his hand from hi
ph said coldly. He didn't look at her again
A massive wave of humiliation cras
fingers picked up the fallen card. She gripped
minutes fixing her messy hair. She found a safety pin in her
r shoulders, and pushed the door o
e stepped out of the shadows, blocking
tie hissed, grabbing her arm. "The
," Jaelynn lied, her voice flat. S
rist again, dragging her down the h
booths of the cigar lounge, Jael
, distinct laug
sitting on a dark leather sofa. He was surrounded by a group of Wall Street heirs
his eyes catching some
that bite mark on your hand. Looks like you
er palms. She knew exactly where that bite mark came from. S
gray smoke. He glanced down at
ot bit by a blind wildcat," he said, h
rupted into loud,
d. "How was
drag of his cigar.
the face. The tiny bit of confidence she had built
hard from behind.
lurring. She pulled her eyes away from
the VIP suite. The room was thick with
r her pinned dress like she was a piece of meat
of the leather sofa. She picked
oed in her head.
r to her. He reached out his sweaty hand
reacted befor
rom the table and threw the freezing
as the ice hit his eyes. T
rple with fury. He rai
ac
utal force. The impact threw her backward, he
her face. She tasted the warm, metalli
She slowly pus
Artie. Her eyes were dead, fille
d cursed at her, Jaelyn
ng his shouts, and ran out of
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