Emma stood at the door, her hand pausing on the doorknob.
Chaplin, mistaking her hesitation for interest, flashed a smug grin. He leaned closer, placing a hand on her shoulder. "It's a fair trade. You..."
But before he could finish, Chaplin clutched his cheek, eyes wide with disbelief. "You... you dared to slap me?"
"Who do you think you are?" Emma's voice was calm, her gaze icy. "I won't take part in any deal that treats me like this. Since you're not willing, then we have nothing more to discuss."
"You!" Chaplin's fists clenched, his body trembling with rage. He panted heavily, chest heaving.
Good, he liked women with a bit of fire. It made things all the more exciting in bed.
"You're lucky I never force women," Chaplin said, a predatory gleam in his eyes. He licked his lips, forci
