Got You: The Billionaire's Little Liar

s echoed in the dead si

from her face so fast she felt dizzy. The name 'Domin

the phone from her

ord. He didn't look angry. Instead, the corner of hi

her. She tried to push herself further back int

at was so dry it hurt to speak. "This... thi

ed the cuff of his shirt. He looked d

d deadly. "You didn't call it a mistake when you were

ed over her, quickly followed by absolute terror. She remembe

tyrant of Wall Street. He destroyed companies for sport. If he made one p

t kicked in. It overr

he sofa. She lunged towa

ve time to pry it loose. She frantically slipped her foot out of the trapped shoe, leaving it wedged in the rug. She stumbled, al

are foot, then at her panicked face. A f

grandmother's hairpin anymore. She just needed to survive

She reached the double doors and grabbed the heavy brass hand

t move. The door

sob escaping her throat. It was useless. She turned around

the sofa. He reached out and picked up a small b

e. He pressed his thumb agains

from the electronic lock in

dn't process what was happening. Why was the ty

He walked slowly toward the cry

id. The two words were

rabbed the handle, pushed the heavy door

bare foot making no sound. She ran past the two massive

de and mashed the button for the ground floor. She backed into the corner, wrapping her ar

stened to the frantic, uneven sound

It smelled faintly of her perfume-a

he black, red-soled high heel stuck in the carpet. He bent do

eld it in his palm. His thumb slowly rubbed over the sharp gold edge and the tiny diamon

ahogany desk in the corner. H

ately. The two security guards st

them. He kept his eyes o

ered, his voice dropping to a freezing temp