meet hers-pitch black, bottomless,

, as if a predator had just locked its jaw

ng legs forward, sh

nto her path, a solid wall of muscle c

growled, his voice a low, vibratin

the man sitting behind him. "We need to talk," s

n his face moved. He slowly lifted his cheap

g her like she

Harper's skin like acid. A hot flush o

he guard's solid chest in a f

d his hand out, clamping his thick f

quee

r's arm. She gasped, her bones grind

would snap, the boss lazily

released her, steppi

nst her chest, her skin already turning

he spat, throwing her f

remained carv

staring at his custom silver wa

his head slightl

silent

, the heavy fabric of thei

her feet, ref

ights. Harper was instantly swallowed by his shadow. She smelled the dark, heavy scent of expensive t

sideways and stepped smoothly past, his

, but a wall of heavy-set guards instantly closed the gap, their broad shoulders an impenetrable barrier. S

eeting with Howard B