Chapter 11

• MATILDA
• There was no way to stop the steady pounding of my heart that moved to the drums of my ears. From the detestable sneer on his pink lips to the gleam in his lovely wicked eyes, I was frozen completely still.
• He spun my underwear around his finger like it was a toy being utilized to insult me. I watched him warily, yet where it counts I realize that there was nothing I could do. There was no place to run, and no one I could go to. The sum total of what I had was Charlie Mandore, a man who ought to be the keep going individual anybody depends on.