I deleted the message fast and shoved my phone deep into my bag. Elias kept driving, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my thigh like he needed to remind himself I was still there.
“You’re quiet,” he said after a few minutes. “Talk to me, Lila. What exactly happened in that office?”
I shifted in the seat, wincing when the sore spots on my ass rubbed against the leather. “He made me lock the door. Told me to get on my knees right away. I started sucking him… but then the phone kept buzzing. The unknown number threatened him and said that if he didn’t let me go, both videos would drop.”
Elias’s grip on my thigh tightened. “What did he do after that?”
“He got mad, flipped my dress up, bent me over his desk, and slapped my ass hard a few times. His fingers were between my legs but
