“Get… get away from me!”
Sylvia’s voice shook so badly, it didn’t scare anyone—least of all Warren, whose eyes were bloodshot and blazing. Even his neck flushed an ugly red as he yanked a belt from the dresser and tied her hands.
One hand jerked at Sylvia’s clothes while the other roamed over her, rough and desperate.
Just as Sylvia was about to give in to despair, she noticed something strange.
Warren wasn’t reacting. Not in the way men usually did.
Not even a little.
Her heart skipped. She stared at him in shock.
He noticed, glaring down at her, veins bulging in his neck like he was furious—and powerless to do anything about it.
Her first thought was—he’d taken something. Some kind of pill.
And it hadn’t worked.
Warren rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed, laughing coldly. “Think you’re too good for me? This is all Rupert’s fault! When my dad crashed the car, I was in it. I jumped out and survived, but I got hurt. My granddad found out and cut me out of the will—just like that!”
He turned, pinning her with a twisted look.
Sylvia shrank back instinctively, but he grabbed her arm anyway, his smile dark and cruel. “Took two extra pills tonight, but it’s still no use. Doesn’t matter, though. You’re still mine. I’ll do whatever I want, whenever I want.”
“Sylvia, you like this place? I had it made just for you. Rupert stole everything from me, so now you’re going to help me take it all back.”
Warren let her go, pulled himself together, and left the room.
Sylvia collapsed on the floor, gasping for air. All pretense of composure gone, she glanced at the cabinet full of “tools” and couldn’t stop the tears from welling up.
She was still trembling when two stone-faced maids entered, carrying a dress.
“Mr. Warren is hosting a dinner tonight. We’re here to help you get ready.”
“I’m not going!” Sylvia blurted out.
The maids didn’t care. One of them yanked her upright, and together they forced her into a tight, red evening gown—something straight out of a Hollywood gala.
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