Isabelle's freedom is jeopardized as an accidental encounter with Ethan Blake, one of the city's wealthiest men, spirals out of control.
Ethan intends to use her for his own scheme as retaliation for what she had done to his property.
As Isabelle reached for the door handle, Ethan grabbed her shoulders and spun her around to face him.
"What was that?" he asked, furious at her inability to answer a basic question. If you blow this thing up for me...
"What Ethan?" She interrupted, her own temper flaring. "What is going to happen if I blow this up?" she asked, her face turning bright red with indignation.
The tension between them was palpable, hanging heavy in the air like a thick fog.
Isabelle had had enough of his torment. She knew she had made a mistake, and she had apologized, but he continued to hold it over her head, forcing her to play his little game. She had allowed him to mistreat her for far too long, but she refused to be humiliated any longer. Her dignity as a woman was at stake if she continued to let him walk all over her. No more. She was done with his bullying and his threats. She would not allow herself to be a victim any longer.
"Don't push me, woman, or there will be consequences," he barked as he roughly grabbed her hand to keep her from walking out on him.
"Let go of my hand, Ethan; you're hurting me!" she screamed, her hand throbbing from his firm grip.
"And if I don't, what will you do?" Ethan demanded.
My body was pressed against his hard slack and colliding underneath the agonizing tension, he lowered his mouth to mine and his tongue darted to run across my bottom lip. My core throbbed under his touch and my thighs clenched hard when he thrusted his hard on against my body. He then leaned to kiss me, long and angered, forcing for the tears beneath my closed lids to burn like acid. His teeth nicked my bottom lip and a cry of pain pushed through my throat. My nails clawed his forearms in retaliation but that never stopped his assault on my lips. He showed me how fucking vulnerable my body was beneath him and his words from the other night pricked my conscience. I assembled my guts and pushed his body back. I tried to step past him but he held my upper arm and pulled me back against the ropes.
"Let go of me, Hades." My voice wavered.
He stared down at me for a brief moment before releasing his hold and backed away. "Gladly."
Hades D'amiano- vain, narcissistic and a lethal weapon.
Mia Faye- seductive, assertive and a fatale lie.
Secrets, love and betrayal to unfold