Chapter 118
Hannah’s POV
Finn’s fingers closed around my wrist like a steel trap, his grip firm but not painful. The contrast between his gentle touch and the dangerous glint in his eyes made my heart race. He pulled me toward the computer on his desk, his movements deliberate and controlled.
“Be a good girl and pull up the surveillance footage for me,” he said, his voice deceptively soft. There was something in his tone that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up-a silky menace that reminded me of who he really was beneath the veneer of civilization.
I swallowed hard. “Which footage?”
“The break room. From earlier today.” His breath was warm against my ear as he positioned himself behind me, one hand still around my wrist while the other pressed against the small of my back, guiding me into the chair.
My fingers trembled slightly as I navigated through the security system. I could feel Finn’s presence behind me, looming
like a storm cloud. Though he wasn’t touching me anymore, his energy filled the space around us, electric and
unpredictable.
“Are you nervous, Hannah?” he asked, his voice a dangerous purr. “Is there something I might see that would upset me?
“No,” I answered truthfully, proud that my voice didn’t shake. “I have nothing to hide.”
I pulled up the break room footage and set it to play from when I had entered. The black and white video showed me walking in, getting a glass of water. Moments later, Jason entered. I felt Finn tense behind me as we watched lason move closer to me on the screen, his body language unmistakably predatory.
The footage clearly showed me stepping back each time Jason advanced. When my water spilled, Jason reached toward my legs, and the camera captured my clear recoil. Then came the moment when he lunged at me, shouting his false accusations, and I ducked away, causing him to crash into the wall.
When the footage ended, I felt the tension in Finn’s body dissipate slightly. He reached around me to stop the playback, his arm brushing against mine.
“Well,” he said, straightening up. “It seems you were telling the truth.”
I turned to face him, unable to hide the hurt in my eyes. “Did you really doubt me?
Instead of answering, he reached out and pulled me up from the chair and into his arms. His embrace was possessive, almost crushing. It doesn’t matter now, he murmured against my hair. Everything’s fleus.
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