Chapter 55

Summer’s POV

Harvey was unable to reply as Steven pulled me closer to him. “Mister Turner, know your place. While I have been considerate towards you for a few days, I cannot tolerate anyone touching what belongs to me.”

My eyes darted back and forth like a ping-pong ball between the two men. Their tall, looming figures towered over me, casting a dark shadow on my petite frame. Their grip on my wrist was like a vice, cutting off my circulation. I could feel my pulse racing as I struggled to break free. Suddenly, I shook my hands vigorously, causing Harvey to release his hold on me. But Steven’s grip remained unyielding, and I let out a frustrated sigh.

“Harvey, I truly appreciate all the care you’ve shown me, but...” my voice trailed off as I thought about what Steven and I had been doing earlier. “It’s not what you think.”

But, like, the moment I said that, Steven totally pulled me in all close to him and I could totally hear the clinking of his belt.