Dangerous Desire
I'd played this game too many times.
I fumbled again, and this time, a click echoed, amplified by the frantic beat of my heart. "Mona! Open this damn door!" His voice, thick with liquor and rage, vibrated through the thin wood. I didn't dare answer. Maybe by morning, he'd have forgotten the details, or at least be too hungover to care. But for now, I was getting out of here!
I yanked the window open and peered outside. It was daytime, making everything visible, but no less terrifying. It was a long drop, and the thought of landing awkwardly, possibly breaking my neck, sent a wave of nausea through me. I wasn't ready to die yet.
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