Falling Into His Power

yn's

e coffee shop to meet Daniel. His self-assured

om him and said, "Evelyn." "I wan

troubled by the document I had discovered

a hand in my father's demise. What a waste of your

and leaned back. "You s

top, I took the document halfway out of my bag. His

fast. That's right. A mi

ng my voice. "You stole money from my father

e job." Do you believe he is a hero of some sort? Evelyn, change yo

uying into his story.

eld onto that document out of altruism? Like he uses everyon

u expect me to trust

er, keep out of my path. Since if you don't His voice trailed off to a threatening whisper as he moved closer

sually silent

e because I had anticipated another round of

eone spoke, and he lacked the keen attention he usually possessed.

ce door after the meeting

a sharp voi

hand. "The updated report

t without rai

his posture stopped me. His hands were sti

l right?" With he

ze softened as he looked

replied, carefully select

leaning back in his chair. "You

n his normal armor. His appearance was al

rised me, and whispered it quietl

tantly removing my weakness. "Evelyn, concentr

t rid of the thought that Peter was more complex than

my work throughout th

Peter control my self-perception

ngs, I began to speak up and make comments. I stayed up

stare and whisper, and Peter's icy mood di

cept during one discussion. There was silence

criticism, but he just nodded. "That's

k and blinked. "

f contempt for the first time. He

l a little proud when every

break room. My heart stopped as I s

daughter, is accused of plotting against bi

ying me as a cunning gold digger who had b

d?" With trembling palms, I

voice said, "Looks li

ng it. She smirked and remarked, "I knew there was something off about y

ed as I said, "

d sarcastically. "However, g

e intense when I g

ism and the rumors

uted out from his

of dread. He was aware of

e entering his office

to me at the window. He sp

e said in a low

answered. "It

he turned around. "So

e," I said.

s he interrupted, "D

Are you aware of the potential impact this

, "This isn't my fault." "N

s countenance hardened once more. "

hat evening, gazing at the paper

silent, and he had now fulfilled his promise. The pa

was the true anta

it would be a comple

d off the lights. It was a text messag

st in. You are closer to t

cing as I gazed

s? And what