Beryl's entire body trembled, her breath catching in a jagged sob that died in her throat. Adrenaline surged through her veins like liquid fire, screaming at her to move. She gripped the doorknob, twisting it with every ounce of strength she possessed, her mind already picturing herself bolting into the street screaming for help until her lungs burned.
The moment the door swung open, a dark chuckle vibrated through the air. Before she could take a single step toward freedom, a hand clamped around her wrist with the force of a steel shackle. Jonathan yanked her back effortlessly, the momentum slamming her small frame against his muscular chest.
Beryl gasped her eyes wide with panic, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She looked up, finally seeing his face clearly in
