THE TRAP
The last thing I noticed before being seized by rough hands was Victor's sneer. Two of his men grabbed me and jerked me back, injuring my arms as I gasped for air. I kicked out wildly as I twisted, but they were too powerful. When I realized that I had fallen right into his trap, my heart slammed into my ribs and my pulse beat.
"Ivy, you ought to have stayed out of this." Victor's voice sounded silky smooth and unbelievably calm, as if he was relishing the moment. His amused dark eyes glinted as he adjusted the sleeves of his pricey suit. "However, you were unable to refrain from sticking your nose in inappropriate places."
The men holding me made me jerk. “Victor, let me go!” Panic gnawed at my throat, but I spoke more steadily than I felt.
He approached slowly, his cologne h
