Chapter 47 Fuck me, Mr. Locke (3)
- Chantelle
- As soon as I walked through the door, he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side, trapping me between the wall and his hard body.
- I sucked in a deep breath as heat spread to my cheeks. His expensive cologne wafted through the air. I felt trapped. “Mr. Locke…” My voice was barely above a whisper.