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
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