ALLISON:
I looked around as I stared back at him in disbelief. He had done this on purpose, bringing me onto a yacht in the middle of nowhere so I would have no choice but to say yes. He wanted me to feel trapped, with nowhere to turn except to him.
"Leave your yacht? Leave it to where exactly?" My voice hitched, sharp with pure frustration, as if he didn't already know there was nowhere for me to go.
"Then that means we are on the same page, darling." He offered a brief, smug smile, his tone completely unbothered.
I moved away from him and sat stubbornly on the couch, folding my arms tightly across my chest. Fear was clawing at my throat, but I was not going to give in easily.
"Over my dead body," I snapped through grit teeth.
He completely ignored the fury in my voice and gave the
