Michael's breathing was rough, his whole face tight with anger. He looked as if he was about to explode.Meanwhile, Audrey was sprawled on the floor, knocked out cold with a bleeding cut on her head.I knew it. I knew there was no way she'd ever be able to pull this off.She only got a beating now. But when Michael sobered up, who knew if she'd even live to see another day.I let out a slow breath and turned to leave quietly when suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist.The next second, Michael yanked me into the room next door.I still had on a mask. My eyes, wide with fear, met his.The hotel lights were dim, stretching shadows across the walls. He pinned me against one, his voice low and hoarse."Your scent, your figure... they feel so familiar. Do I know you?"I froze. No way could I answer him. We'd spent a whole year together—if I spoke, he'd know it was me.I couldn't let anything happen between us. If I did, I'd end up just like Audrey.I fought to break free, but even wh
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