Lorelei’s POV
I stood frozen in the middle of his office, the silence pressing down on me until it was almost impossible to breathe.
My heart pounded so violently I could feel it in my throat. My palms were damp with sweat, and every swallow tasted of humiliation.
Behind him, the large monitor displayed a frozen frame from the video. There I was—legs spread, mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure as two white c***s filled the screen around me. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, no matter how desperately I wanted to.
Mr. Sinclair sat on the edge of his desk with unnerving composure, as though he already knew exactly how this conversation would end.
“This is blackmail,” I whispered, my voice unsteady with anger and disbelief. “You’re blackmailing me.”
A slow smile touched his lips, one that
