The blonde-haired man lunged, reaching for my wrist, but I twisted away just in time.
“Don’t touch me!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the stale air.
“Oh, don’t be so tense, darling,” the snake-eyed man drawled, his grin as sharp as his tone. “I promise you’ll scream with pleasure before the end. We’ll make sure of it.”
I took a step back, my heart pounding against my ribs. Behind me, I remembered there was an alleyway between the shelves. It was risky, but it was my only chance. My gaze darted to a box of documents perched within reach. Without thinking, I grabbed it and hurled it at them with all my strength. The instant it left my hands, I bolted for the exit.
But my heels betrayed me, slowing me down. “Why on earth did I wear heels today?!” I cursed under my breath, knowing th
