Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 55

Befor Megan could react, she was spun around by Sullivan, her back against the floor–to–ceiling windows, his arms encircling her lightly from behind.

He forced her to look at their reflection in the glass.

His words were laced with humiliation. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re offering yourself in exchange for Cora’s freedom, right? But I’ve had this body of yours a thousand times over Do you really think it’s still worth something? Or would you rather slum it with men in places. like this then go back to being the respectable Mrs. Lowry?”

His few sentences shattered her completely.

How could Megan possibly fight back?

Sullivan knew her body too well, taunting her with words while tormenting her flesh.

Her pale legs pressed against the fabric of his dark suit pants, a picture of indecency.

He gave her a light pat, a waming, “Keep still, don’t dirty my pants!”

Sweat beaded on Megan’s forehead, her hair sticking to her skin in a mess as she finally broke down in tears, “Sullivan, please don’t do this!”

“Don’t do what? Isn’t this what you wanted, to sleep with me?”

Sullivan was clearly angry. He leaned close to her chilled face, his words crystal clear, “Megan, you must feel so wronged. You’re probably wondering why I won’t divorce you, why I can’t let you go, right?”

somewhat

cupped her delicate face, his tone

his suit jacket and wrapped it around

struggled: “Sullivan, what are

voice cold and disdainful. “Didn’t you want to sleep with me? There’s

an inkling of where he

was room 6201, the Hilton Hotel, where they first made lovel

agree

her struggle. If she could live her life over, she wished she’d never opened that

all the struggle and tears couldn’t stop Sullivan.

just wore a set of black lingerie. Even as they passed through the company lobby, where employees dared not look too closely, anyone could guess what had transpired.

put her in the

blankly, lifeless eyes resigned to her fate.

out his phone and made a brief call. After hanging up, Megan was still in

expressionless, started the car.

didn’t need to consider her feelings.

less than 20 minutes, they were parked at the Hilton Hotel in Borough City Sullivan unbuckled the seat belt and carried Megan out. She

through the lobby, Sullivan took the elevator straight to the top floor, where there were

6201 and 6202.