“Don’t worry, I haven’t even started…” Harvey said with a cold smile.
His hand slid from my cheek lower to my collarbones and I sucked in a breath and held it. Slowly, his hand traveled down my chest as his cold blue eyes held mine. What is wrong with this guy?
“Do you know what we do with women who poke their noses where it doesn’t belong?” he asked as if I would have any clue about what he was talking about.
I bit my lower lip and refused to reply. Not knowing what he wanted to hear and not having any idea of what he had in mind, I decided to hold my tongue and keep my peace.
“So, you don’t know. Would you like to find out?” he suggested as his eyes brightened in excitement.
I thought Hayden was twisted to a certain degree, but this man is on a league of his own. Does this run in the family or in their genes?
His fingers traced its way down my chest to the sensitive space in between my breasts as his eyes watched my every reaction closely. I stopped breathing in my panic as I turned my head to look away from him in embarrassment.
“Your skin must be soft here…” he whispered seductively as his hand returned to my collarbone before dipping down under my clothes.
I could feel the heat of his fingers directly on the skin of my chest and then the top of my breast…
“Stop…please…” I pleaded before I closed my eyes tightly and turned to look the other way.
He’s going to touch my breasts…
Hayden is going to get so angry if he finds out. He’ll end up killing me for sure…
This is so bad. How did I get myself tied up in this situation? I should’ve never come in here…
Once again, I realized that I should have listened to Hayden. Maybe Hayden knew that something like this would happen if anyone came in here…
He told me so many times to stay away from this place, why didn’t I listen?
Hayden…where are you?
Please…save me…
“Enough playing around, brother…”
My eyes snapped opened at the sound of a very familiar voice. The heat on my chest disappeared and I looked down to see Hayden pulling Harvey’s hand away from my chest. I turned to see a stone-faced Hayden standing next to his brother with his hand gripping Harvey’s wrist. His eyes were icy cold, and I could sense his anger although he hasn’t said anything to show his emotions.
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