Marvin's POV 

  “What are you doing?” She asked, panic evident in her tone.

  Pausing for a bit, I raked my fingers through my hair before rolling my tongue across my teeth as though to soak up how my mouth was watering at the knowledge of her being naked.

  “Breaking you out unless you want to rot in there.” I responded, knowing fully well I was exaggerating.

  But I didn't give a care in the world.

  Fuck the damn contract. I wanted Ashley right now, whether Cain liked it or not.

  “I don't need your help. Just go away.” She yelled as I continued yanking at the doorknob.

  Then I stopped...