The pneumatic hiss of the elevator doors sliding open felt like the sudden tearing of a safety net. The cool, hyper luxurious expanse of the executive lobby flooded Chloe’s senses, a stark contrast to the dim, mirror lined crucible where the Alphas had just brought her to complete ruin. The floor was a pristine expanse of polished white marble, so reflective it looked like walking on a frozen lake, and the air carried the crisp, sterilized scent of high end corporate dominance.
Chloe’s legs shook violently as Julian’s large, warm hand settled firmly against the small of her back, guiding her forward. Her emerald green ribbed knit dress had been pulled down to her knees, looking entirely immaculate to any casual observer, but underneath the heavy fabric, her skin was on fire. The slick, wa
