Chapter 22

Being around him invariably has me on the edge of dropping the barrier I spent so many years building, refining it and reinforcing it. I can't let that transpire, and I won't, I won't entertain Caelum or play whatever twisted games he has up his sleeve. 

Pretending the last hour didn't occur, I go to my dressing room, plopping a coat on top of my lingerie. I'm not in the mood to work anymore, fuck Blake, Brielle, Caelum and his three associates that own sixty percent of the hell I live in. 

Grabbing my belongings, I head out the back door, a smile playing on my lips. If Caelum thinks I'm going to be his pet, he has another thing coming, it just won't be me. 

When I make it past the dark alley, someone grabs my arm, yanking me into them as they drag me back into the darkness, my purse falls to the ground alone with my keys during the movement. My initial response is to scream as I kick back in defense, but I stop when I feel something cold touch the skin o