The CEO's Shattered Doll

To exact my revenge, I schemed my way into Noah's bed. I thought I had the upper hand, but he saw through my ploy instantly, crushing the hidden camera in my necklace to dust. "Phoebe, are you that desperate for a man?" His eyes were bloodshot with rage as he ruthlessly threw me out the door, leaving me half-naked and humiliated. I thought that was the end. But when I tried to flee, he trapped me in a dimly lit corner. His rough fingertips traced the scars on my skin, his gaze dark and unreadable. "Who said you could leave?" He stepped closer, his hot breath scorching my ear. "Since you provoked me, don't ever think about escaping in this lifetime..."