Eleanor, trapped against him, went rigid.
Julian's eyes narrowed, that smile turning something closer to cruel.
"Reed Holdings' eldest son parked right outside the door?"
He lifted her and dropped her onto the bed.
"He's in love with you and doesn't even realize you've been stringing him along. Might as well do him the favor of cutting it off clean."
His weight came down over her, and Eleanor watched his face drain to something colder, her own turning ashen with real alarm.
"Let him hear us. Doesn't that sound like a great idea?"
Outside, Caleb paced the hallway until a crash echoed through the door.
"Eleanor! Eleanor, are you okay?!"
He pounded against it.
No answer.
Panic took over. He pulled out his phone, dialing the police.
The door swung open before he finished. Julian st
