Chapter 27

Lola

Meeting his gaze squarely, I said. “Well, you can't get me just because you want me, I'm not my mom. People like you are beneath me,”

I regretted the moment those words left my lips because danger bled into the edges of his eyes. His nose flared, body growing rigid at my words.

“Let's see who will be beneath when I'm done with you,” he growled, yanking me away from the vanity table.

My towel unraveled from my body, dropping to the tiled floor. My hand went to my breasts to cover them as I folded into a ball, but he used that to his advantage, hoisting...