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My cortisol levels spiked when he pressed his nose to the side of my head and deeply inhaled. I shuddered.
His hand slipped past the waistband of my shorts, heating my skin and I sucked in a quick breath. I squeezed my eyes shut with dread when his fingers dipped lower until they slipped under the hem of my panties.
Then, he was gone.
His hand, his scent, his presence. All of it.
Blinking rapidly, I released a sharp exhale. I turned to see him heading back upstairs.
I didn’t allow myself to linger on the moment because I was already running out of the foyer on a mission to get to the basement.
As I crept down the hallway I watched the guard who suffered two continuous blows from me just now step out and lock the gigantic steel door leading to the basement.
“Let me in.” I gripped the door handle but he shook his head.
“Can’t. Bosses orders.”
“Yeah, well, I’m telling you to let me in.”
“I don’t listen to you.” He stepped closer, effortlessly towering over me.
I swallowed hard when I noticed the murderous gleam lighting up his eyes.
“My boss isn’t around.” He lifted his gun to my temple and adrenaline pumped in my veins. “It’ll be so easy for me to get my revenge for that little stunt you pulled.”
“Go ahead. You’d be burning in hell come morning.”
His eerily deep chuckle filled the air and he stepped closer, pressing the cold muzzle harder against my skin. “You’re nothing but a slut who sleeps with men for money. My boss doesn’t care for you as much as you think he does. He’s going to breed the fuck out of you and cast you aside when you’re old and used.”
“Fuck you,” I seethed.
“For the right price I know you would,” he grinned, leaning down to press his lips to mine and I lifted my hand to smack him but he gripped my wrist, tugging my body to his hard chest. “Try it again, and I’ll break your goddamn wrist, you got that?”
I tugged free from his hold, turning to face the steel door entirely.
“Silvia, I’ll get you out!” I assured her, pressing my ear to the door but it was silent.
“The basement is soundproof. So even if she was screaming out to you, you wouldn’t be able to hear it,” he informed me, and I rolled my eyes, turning to leave.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep her warm,” he added and I froze.
With my nails digging half moons into my palms I turned, meeting his creepy smirk.
“Touch her, and I’ll have Antonio skin you alive.”
He chuckled. “You’re not as powerful as you think you are.”
“Oh yeah?”
“You’re just a whore keeping my boss’s dick warm.”
With my hands on his chest I shoved him back and he grabbed his gun, pointing it at me. “Watch it.”
“Oh, you’re gonna shoot me?” I mocked. “Go ahead. I’d love to see what Antonio does to you then.”
He hesitated for a second before lowering his weapon and glancing around.
“I swear to God you better not touch her.”