Travis stood in the corridor, his face dark as thunder, veins standing out across his temple.Inside the suite, just one door away…Nora was pinned hard against the sofa, her cheek burning red under Sun’s grip, pain shooting through her body.“Let go!” she hissed.He sneered at her defiance. “So you like it rough? Should’ve told me sooner. I’d be happy to oblige.”Nora wanted to spit in his face, but his hand clamped her jaw tight, crushing her mouth closed.As his other hand tore at her jacket and his face lowered toward her shoulder, panic surged. If she didn’t act now, it would be too late.Forcing herself to soften her voice, she cooed, “Mr. Sunders, you’re hurting me. If you think I like this kind of play, shouldn’t you at least be gentler?”The words sickened her. But survival meant stalling for time.He froze for a moment, studying her expression.Nora curved her lips into a smile. Her features were refined, her smile deceptively soft—it hit him square in the chest.“
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