●Carlton●
She stood in the middle of the room, still bound, and I took a slow step further inside.
Her legs had been restrained in a way that allowed her to walk but not run. She would not make it two steps toward the door before I caught her. She knew that. I knew that.
"What now? You're going to kill me? Rape me?" she asked.
My eyes narrowed at her.
Didn't I just tell her I did not fuck unwilling women? And killing her? That was not even close to my intentions. There were many things I could do to her. Killing her was not on that list.
"Maybe I will kill you if you don't tell me what I need to know, Catherine," I replied evenly. "How deep are you in this mess?"
She turned and made her way toward the couch, her steps uneven because of the restraints. She nearly lost her balance when she reached it, slamming into it awkwardly since her hands could not break her fall.
Her blue eyes lifted to look at me.
