Chapter 57: Ticket to the Abyss
Even pressed this close by a breathtakingly beautiful young man, Lila Morgan could still catch the faint, clean scent drifting from Elias Kane—something warm and personal, maybe his natural skin. Under any other circumstances the moment would have felt like the most intimate kind of tease, the kind that left a woman's pulse racing for all the right reasons. But right now the only thing flooding her veins was raw, suffocating fear, as if a predator far more dangerous than any ordinary man had fixed its gaze on her and refused to look away.
In that near-breathless state she forced the words out. "I'll talk…"
The instant the admission left her lips, Elias slid back into his chair with effortless calm, slipping his glasses back on as though the entire charged encounter had never happened.
Only Lila remained, drawing quick, shallow breaths, trying to steady the frantic hammering inside her chest.
