Chapter 40 In Her Bed Again

• The tension in the cramped living room was thick enough to suffocate. Evelyn turned her head away, refusing to meet the predatory gaze of the man pinning her to the wall.
• "Mr. Thorn, it's past midnight," she said, her voice trembling but cold. "Please leave."
• Michael let out a dark, jagged laugh. "You're quite the strategist, Evelyn. Playing the victim on camera, then running into the arms of Julian Sin?" He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.