Isla POV
It was a trap.
I stood frozen in shock as the two men approached, one of them holding a large bat loosely at his side like this was routine for them.
Was this Vivienne?
I couldn't believe she would stoop this low.
She was dangerous.
I had underestimated her.
Wait. Calm down. Maybe they were just maintenance workers. Maybe I was wrong.
"Sorry, what are you doing here?" I said, standing my ground, arms crossed over my chest.
The two men glanced at each other.
Then walked toward me anyway.
I backed up further until my back hit the wall, eyes wide.
"Get back!" I spat.
"You're a pretty one," one of them said, eyes moving over me slowly. "Even though you're so modest."
Disgust moved through me like something physical. That was the last person I wanted anything from.
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