Page 25 of Sinful Pleasure

She walked off, and I followed her.

We passed through at least three doors and walked for another two minutes down these endless hallways before stopping in front of a massive black door.

Lara stepped back, allowing me to pass.

“Thank you, Lara.”

She dismissed herself, leaving me alone in the lair of the beast himself.

Lara is young—probably even younger than me—and that only leaves me wondering about the circumstances that led her to work for this messed-upfamily.

She seems too normal, too sweet for their corrupt world. But I shake off these thoughts, saving them for later.

I knocked on the door.

The silence in the hallway is overwhelming, so I can easily hear the multiple voices coming from behind it. Male voices.

It sounds like they’re arguing about something.

I knocked again, this time more firmly.

The door flew open, and Maddox came into view, his expression furious. Just to piss him off even more, I flashed him a grin.

“Allyn,” he spat my name like it was poison. “I’m in the middle of an important meeting.”

I tried to look over his broad shoulder, and eventually, I saw three men staring at me as if they’d never seen a woman before. All of them were at least in their thirties, with disgusting smiles on their faces and glasses of something brown in their hands.

I switched my gaze back to Maddox andcrossed my arms over my chest.

“I don’t care, I’m bored.”

He scoffed, though his expression remained unimpressed.

“Are you fucking kidding me?’’

“Angelo said I can leave the house only if you accompany me. And I want to leave this house right now.”

I tilted my head to the side, narrowing my eyes, challenging him.

He, on the other hand, clenched his jaw, as if considering killing me for a split second, his eyes as dark as his nonexistent soul.I heard laughter coming from behind him.

Maddox turned over his shoulder, shooting them a murderous glare, making all of them freeze in place. Then he turned his attention back to me.

“Wait for me upstairs.”

I shook my head. “No, I want to go now.”

He groaned, running a hand through his dark hair.

“Fucking damn it.”

Then he slammed the door in my face.

He. Slammed. The. Door. In. My. Face.

I stared at the black door for a few seconds, my cheeks red from anger. Just as I was thinking about how I’d slap him in the face, the door opened again, and all three men left the room, their gazes fixed forward as if not daring to look at me. Maddox followed behind them, roughly grabbing my arm and rushing me into his office, slamming the door behind him.

Oh, he is furious. I can see his shirt stretching across his back with each quick breath he takes. He spun toward me, staring with his icy black eyes.

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