y. Through the thin silk of her slip dress, the heat radiating from her skin was alarming. Brennan George let out a low,

ol fabric of his bespoke suit jacket felt like heaven against her burning cheek. She let o

dangerous heat. He forced himself to take a breath, fighting the immediate physical reaction her touch provoked. He lower

ngle of a strong jawline and the faint glint of gold-rimmed glasses catching the dim hallway light. Her drug-addled

her head up. "You..." she slurred, her words running to

eam flashed in his eyes. He did not correct her. He simply stared down at the flushed, b

burning hands slid up his chest, wrapping around the back of his neck. Her fingers tangled in the short h

ered, her hot breath fanning across

ully constructed reason. His breathing turned ragged. He grabbed both of her wrists in one massive hand, p

ou have any idea what you are playing with right now

ated curve of her lips. She stretched her neck forward, her soft lips brushing against the corner o

hands moving to cup the back of her head. He tilte

losive reality of finally having her in his arms. He parted her lips effortlessly, his tongue sweeping

round his neck. She kissed him back with a frantic, drug-fu

r end of the hallway. The beam of a heavy flashlight swept

er his breath. With lightning speed, he unbuttoned his long wool overcoat and wrapped it entirely

hoved open a heavy metal door marked STAFF ONLY. He pulled her in

en change in environment agitated Chandler. She whined in protest, twisting her body, trying to fight

er still. He knew the drug was destroying her mind. If he took her now, in a dirty stairwell while she wa

screen, his thumb flew across the keypad, sending a pre-programmed emer

ooped Chandler up into his arms, and carried her bridal-style u

r legs, her hands tearing frantically at the collar of her dress, trying to rip the fabri

eyes, staring fixedly at the metal doors. He grabbed her flailing hands, pinning the

anding outside the suite, holding a black keycard. When Davon saw his boss carrying a half-n

past him into the massive, luxurious suite. He walked straight into the

o a tight ball, her body trembling violently. Tears of sheer physical frustration

ted a knife in his gut. He turned and strode into the massive marble bathroom. He reached into the d

apping her from the duvet. He scooped her up, bl

opped her directly into t

flew wide open. She thrashed violently, the heavy, wet duvet tangling around her legs. Panic and cold overrod

cked surge of strength

he slick marble floor. He pitched forward, crashing over the edge of th