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I stepped inside the elevator and noticed she pushed the button to the fifth floor.
“Which floor?” she asked.
“Same as you.”
She was nervous. I could smell it and I could tell by the way she stared straight ahead and lightly tapped her foot on the ground.
“You’re very beautiful,” I spoke.
“If you’re thinking about trying something, you better think twice,” she replied.
I silently laughed to myself. That fucking attitude. It was her all right. The second the doors shut, I placed my hand around her neck and pushed her up against the elevator wall.
“You have something of mine, and I want it back!” I spoke through gritted teeth as I stared into her calm eyes.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
My grip around her tightened. “I think you do, Hannah.” I cocked my head.
“The name is Amy. You obviously have the wrong person.”
The elevator doors opened, and I released her but quickly grabbed hold of her arm with a tight grip.
“Let go of me, you psychotic asshole!” She struggled to get away from me.
“This is what we’re going to do. We’re going to your apartment and you’re going to tell me exactly who you are.”
She turned her head, spit in my face, broke free from my grip, kneed me in the balls, and ran down the hallway.
“Fuck!” I grabbed my crotch and threw my head back.
I ran after her just as she made it inside her apartment, and as she tried to close the door, I pushed it harder and she fell back. Stepping inside, I closed the door and locked it.
“What do you want, Gabriel? You want to fuck me again?” she asked in anger as she crawled backwards on the floor away from me.
“No, sweetheart. I don’t. I want my watch back. As soon as I get it, I’ll leave.”
She took in a deep breath and got up from the floor. She appeared to have calmed down. I couldn’t stop staring at her long lean legs and her killer body as she took off her shoes.
Chapter 7
Kate
“Listen, I’m sorry about your watch,” I spoke as I took my shoes to my bedroom and threw them in the closet.
“Sorry? You’re sorry? Is that all you can say? I want my fucking watch back!” he shouted.
“I wish I could give it to you, but I can’t.”
“What do you mean you can’t?” he spoke through gritted teeth.
I went to leave the bedroom, and as I walked past him, he grabbed my arm.
“Again. What do you mean you can’t?”
“I sold it. Okay?”
He let go of my arm and placed his hands on his head.
