Chapter Six
Sasha’s bathroom was closer, and Charley barely made it inside before her stomach convulsed, emptying its meager contents for the second time that morning. Even when she had nothing left, she still heaved, her tears unstoppable, her body trembling with fear and shame.
Unable to face herself in the mirror, she stripped out of her robe and pajamas and stepped into the shower, using an entire bottle of exfoliating bath gel to scrub Rudy’s touch from her skin.
In the quiet fury of her work, she considered her options.
Even if she wanted to let the robbery play out, there was no way Rudy’s scheme would work. She’d bought herself a few more weeks, but that was just a stalling tactic. Luring Dorian and his brothers out of the house for a weekend trip together? With her? Without ar
