I didn't realize when my hand grasped the corner of the dresser, my eyes thin.
He had kissed me, and was still looking at me, staring to be exact, his eyes boring formidable, cold holes right in mine, and I knew I was trapped.
He had always, in the business world closed every deal he wanted, gotten every merger he felt like acquiring. I felt like he was doing the exact same thing to me. Acquiring me without permission and closing in on me so I couldn't even think of running.
He leaned back and straightened, towering above me now, and with a slightly raised voice that was just an octave higher than his extremely calm, unrushed, assertive voice, he ordered the makeup crew back in.
They kept their stuff again, and this time, Cynthia, their head, ushered me into the bathroom quickly.
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