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“Ms. Hennessy, Ms. Hennessy! Did you vacation with some of the money you inherited?” someone shouted.
“Is there anything you can tell us about your father’s will? Did he leave everything to your sisters? How does that make you feel?” another man said as he leaped in front of them.
“Is that…?” one of the men asked.
“It is. Mr. Roth, did you come back to the States now that Maximus Hennessy is dead? Did you come back to pick up where you two left off?”
Roth pulled her beneath the shelter of his arm as Mo cleared a path to the door. The camera flashes and offensive questions were meant to rile them so the paparazzi could get a juicy shot. They jockeyed for position and even followed them into the building. She kept her back to them until the elevator arrived, and Roth pushed her in. Mo kept the paparazzi in the lobby as the doors closed.
“You live in a building without security? What the hell are you thinking?” Roth snapped.
“I thought they would have lost interest by now,” she said as she slumped against the wall.
“Where’s your security team?”
“They’re on their way,” she said and shot him a hot glare. “They would have been here sooner if I had my phone.”
The elevator stopped on her floor. She stepped out and turned to him.
“You don’t have to come with me.”
His hostile expression told her he wasn’t handing over the bags. She ground her teeth as she strode to her apartment and unlocked the door. She turned to him and held out her hands.
“Thanks for all the fucks,” she said with a plastic smile. “I hope I don’t see you for another five years.”
He bumped her aside and strode in.
“You can’t come in here!” she bellowed.
He slammed the door, and with a flick of his finger, locked the door. He dropped her duffel with a loud thump. The hungry gleam in his eyes made her heart leap into her throat.
“Don’t you—”
He clasped her face with both hands and yanked her forward. When their mouths collided, she slammed her hands against his chest and pushed, but she was no match for him. He backed her against a wall of exposed brick. He was kissing her with an intensity different from anything they shared in Colorado. He unzipped her jacket and grasped her tender breasts. She gripped his wrists and tugged desperately. She couldn’t let him take her over again. He allowed her to pull his hands down. She felt a moment of relief before his fingers undid her jeans.
She ripped her mouth from his. “No, Roth.”
He kissed her jaw and tugged down her turtleneck so he could get at her throat.
“I’m not playing your game,” she said through clenched teeth.
He bit her neck as he pulled her jeans down.
“Fuck, Roth,stop!”
She let out an outraged shriek as his hand dipped between her legs.
“You can’t do this!”
He pinned her to the wall with his shoulder, face less than an inch away. Her eyes watered with rage and need.
“I’m doing it,” he said in a guttural voice.
“Why?”
“Because I need it.”
He knelt and forced her legs to part as much as she could with her jeans around her knees. She tried to turn sideways to protect herself from him, but the steely grip on her thighs widened her stance to make room for him.
