Chapter 43 You Lose, Black

• Serena’s body lay limp on the hotel bed.
• George smirked, brushing a strand of hair from her face as he leaned in close. "I trapped you exactly where I want you, Serena," he murmured, his voice dripping with triumph. "You are mine. Adam will regret ever taking you away from me."
• His fingers grazed her jaw before he pulled back, reaching for his phone. He had planned this too well. The drugs worked faster than expected, and now, with her helpless like this, he could do whatever he wanted.