Caged In Silk

the luxurious bathroom of my billionaire boss's penthouse-legs trembling, hands gripp

in silk sheets and secrets with Kendrick Hale-the man old

this was funny. No

ived with and worked for Kendrick Hale, the billionaire tycoon wh

hoping to save my mother's life and start a future for us a

tary by day. And something

o moan through shame. To love and hate the man w

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. There never was. Kendrick didn't need l

of a man who had everything and everyone at his feet. He moved toward me without spea

blurry mess in the gilded mirror. My silk dress was hiked above my hips, my panties already

ne," he murmured, voice low

scheduled," I replied, f

rough palms against soft sk

into me, slowly, deliberately, like he had all the time in the world. My fi

y thrust. Each movement felt like a reminder: You be

im. Hated that the heat between my

raisers, not even my own damn father-was that Kendrick Hale had broken me down and rebuilt me int

breath hot. "Clean yourself up. And come

for an answer

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linging to flushed skin. Kendrick was across the room now, laughing with someone impor

as just

lashes, my body still humming from his touch. The wei

always l

o dealt in debts like poker chips-I thought I would escape eventually. I imagined I'd finish school,

ick never

wai

ched m

birthday, he told me I

n velvet. No apologies. No love. Just possession. And when I woke up th

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asn't Kendrick. It was Jonah, one of the younger execu

eyes scanning my fac

iced smile. "Of co

ays look tired. And tense. I mean, if

ls in my mind going off in sync

lk to people li

dri

amp. Jonah turned pale, muttered an

tand that close to you again,

snapped, regretting it the se

dangerous. "

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y lights blurred past the windows. Kendrick l

d me tonight,"

t ahead. "I didn

miled

s bein

nd sharp. "You don't need ki

t he was already dialing his dri

omach

nt no staff. No ca