Chapter twenty-six
Vivienne Hart POV
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“The longer you take to comply. The worse my demands get.”
The warning is clear, and my hands are shaking, especially how he's standing there like a storm that's going to wipe my life away in the snap of his fingers.
I feel like a mess but for the first time my life is throwing me all the adrenaline in a rush and I shouldn't be scared. There's no blood involved. Right?
Because the last time I was this terrified I was caught by him, being a witness to his murder.
Even though I feel conflicted, I remove my coat and bring it onto my lap like that's my final straw of modesty in this thin nightdress. And I'm not sure what or why I'm fighting for.
“Put that coat down and tie your hair up.” He orders as he takes a puff of his cigarette.
He lo
