ANNABEL

The building was massive, like nothing I’d ever seen in my whole damn life. Tallest fucking thing ever, all sleek and dark, dripping with this luxury that screamed money and power. I stood there, jaw tight, taking it in—glass and steel, cold and untouchable, just like him.

The woman at the desk stared at me down, her boobs practically spilling out of her tight-ass shirt. Her fake lashes gave her this creepy, spider-like vibe, and I shot her a glare that could burn holes. No way was ...