The Queen's Back

Chapter 53

Gordon's eyes bore into Mona's, a sinister glint reflecting his anger at Maxwell's earlier threats. "You," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "I want you to spend the night with me." Disgust welled up in Mona as she met his mocking gaze. "Get lo she spat.

"Then you won't get the lotus silk," Gordon sneered. "I control all of it in Nathontown. He knew the silk's importance to Mona and had deliberately cornered the market to leverage this moment. Seeing Mona unmoved, he pressed on. "If you come with me, Tilgive you everything Maxwell has and more. Even things he can't give you, like real passion. Think about it" Mona's revulsion grew as Gondon inched closer. She shoved him away forcefully. "You're nothing compared to Maxwell. Keep your damn silk!"

As she turned to leave, Mona found the door locked. Panic rose in her throat as she realized they were alone in the factory.

"What are you doing?" she demanded, barely containing her rage.

Gordon's smile was predatory. "What do you think? We're alone, in the middle of nowhere. Use your imagination, dear sister-in-law."

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As Mona glanced over her shoulder, she realized that it was just ber and Gordon in the factory. The isolation sent a down her spine; it was impossible to deny the fear creeping in. After all, he was a man, and she was a woman-there was an undeniable difference in their physical strength.. "What are you doing, Gordon?" Mona asked, trying to keep her voice steady despite the anger simmering beneath the surface.

"What do you think I'm doing? Out here in the middle of nowhere, just the two of us, late at night-surely you can guess my intentions, dear sister-in-law, Gordon said, stepping closer, his gaze fixed on her with unsettling intensity. Mona's heart raced as she processed his words. She knew exactly what he meant, and hearing it spoken aloud made her stomach twist with revulsion

her voice dripping with disdain. I'm not just any woman; I'm a Clem. If you touch me, my family will make you regret it." Mona knew that if

crept across Gordon's face. "I can only imagine how stunning your lewd photos must be, Ms. Clem. I wouldn't mind sharing

report him, he would ruin her

hand to his nose, inhaling the scent of her hair. "So fragrant. If you're willing to cooperate, I promise you'll have

wave of nausea at his perverted behavior. She could hardly bear to be in his presence, and the thought of reaching for her phone

"Is what you just said true? If 1

wed,

a touch of sweetness, they could be persuaded to comply: Gordon smiled, confidence radiating from him as he declared, "Of course it's true," he

words, feeling a wave of nausen wash over ler. She forced a smile, replying, "Of course, you're so

I good at this,

"Gordon, let's

enticing, and not overpowering. Hearing her desire to take the lead made him even more excited. "Alright

of dread crept over Mona, What if she couldn't get her phone to

Gordon's eyes,

to maintain some control over the situation. Gordon smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, little temptress, just wait until I'm done showering. You'll see how I can make you feel" However, a nagging thought crept into his mind. What if Mona thed to escape while he was in the shower or, worse, called for help? All