d her phone. Her stomach fe

eyes. They were pitch black, swirlin

ce shaking. "For top-tier escorts like you, it

t echoed in his head, fueling a fire in his che

d them on, and sat down in a massive leather armchair in the corner of the room. He cr

slowly rotate the heavy gold signet ring on his pinky

terror in her throat. "The

ds. He saw the cheap fabric of her ruined dress

stated, his voice f

her head. The air left

ice cracking. "Are you insane? Why don'

, mocking smile. "My time is worth

ntly. This man wasn't just a gigol

ation clawing at her throat. "I don't even have

pped rotating the ri

e Elysium with no money?" he mocked,

. She scrambled to the edge of the bed, leaning over to dig frantically through her s

An accident? You reeked of alcohol, used a master keycard to brea

. She had no memory of a keycard. She had

eeling leather wallet. She ya

er stepmother had maxed out months ago. The other was a b

overty suffocating her. She couldn't even afford the

ap debit card onto the mahogany nightstan

, her voice cracking, but her chin tilted up in a desperate display of defia

the piece of plasti

nal corporations for sport, was being offered a

e cheap card, a crack formed in his logic. If she was a corporate spy or a high-end gold

ed back to the bed, looking down at

t me to accept this in