Bethany stared at her reflection in the mirror
What was next ?
She was in the restroom for too long
Not knowing what to do
"Well done " His voice created a rage inside her
"I'm not done yet
I have business , to take back to his condo" she glared at Marcus who stood behind her
He had used her again
As a honey trap
"Of course
You should
But for that , the man is supposed to be breathing
I don't think so , a dead person's d**k work " Marcus whispered as he stood behind her , his hands coming around her waist pulling her closer
And now , he disgusted her
"What did he do to you?" She stared at him
Fighting those tears at the edge of her lashes
Sometimes she felt weak , like out of place when everyone surrounded around you were a hell of bastards
"He ? Nothing
