MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 5.
Before Stacy could protest, Asher and Gabriel seized her arms and wrenched her up the stairs.
She twisted, struggling to break free, but their grip was unyielding.
With a brutal shove, they drove her against the floor. The cold marble bit into her back, and she gasped, half from the shock, half from the electric jolt that shot through her body at the roughness. Her legs bucked, and she slid down hard onto the cold floor just before Marcus's room.
The impact knocked the breath from Stacy's lungs in a pained gasp. Before she could recover, Gabriel hauled her upright, forcing her to stand, while Asher seized her thighs and lifted her, carrying her into the room, seating her harshly on the cold hard rug.
Austin stood before Stacy, his face a mask of cold inten
