A dangerous, hungry breath filled the room. A tall shadow loomed, swallowing up every inch of space around her. Sandy suddenly realized she had nowhere left to run.

It was Shane. He was here.

A cold wave washed over Sandy's usually tough eyes. She'd never been this terrified in her life.

This was a flesh-and-blood man-solid, tense, desperate to lose control.

She could feel the heat of his threat, pressing into her lower back, leaving no room to doubt his intentions.

Had she ever been this close to a man before?

Never. Not even once.

Her voice trembled, panic making it unsteady as she tried to push him away. "Shane! Did Sienna slip you something? Did she drug you?"

His big hands slid down from her waist, acting purely on instinct.

He was breathing hard, voice thick with need as he searched her body for more. "Sandy..."

You need

as

rougher, hotter. He groaned, voice ragged with need, “I don't feel right, Sandy. Please...

me! Whitney locked me in here on purpose," Sandy protested, struggling against his strong arms. His unfamiliar scent overwhelmed

No-this couldn't be happening.

were his

dare look down at her chest, too scared to see what he was

someone else-please! I'm innocent, Shane! We barely even know each other. If you hurt me, I swear I'll call

growled. "Whitney locked you in here for a reason. Only you can fix what's wrong

With a swift

door, making it rattle. The noise was loud, but

screaming for help. Suddenly, her

streaming down her face as she shouted, "You're a monster, Shane! Did

plan this? Why would

do this to

the one to fix your mess? Why am I always

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