Rewriting the Script — Episode 5

Tyler sighed and without warning, reached across the table toward my hand. Claire, if you're short, you can always come to me. A familiar voice cut in from above us. I yanked my hand back on reflex.

Several bodyguards stood at Julian's back. Who the hell do you think you are? I'm sorry, Tyler. I bowed to him, nails digging into my palms.

I was using Julian's money. I had no right to make him apologize on my behalf. Julian scoffed and dragged me out of the restaurant without another word, straight back to the hotel, same penthouse suite.

He shoved me inside. I nearly lost my footing. His fury was written across his face. I saw how truly angry he was. Right now, I was basically being kept by him.

Besides using my body to make it up to him, there was nothing else I could do. While he was still trying to calm down, I went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and When I came back out already dressed, his anger only burned hotter. A few years apart, and you've already sunk this low?

Last night, what did you tell me? You told me there was no one else. There isn't. Tyler and I, there's nothing between us. Is he reaching for your hand? Answer me! me julian what do you want i already told you clearly there was no one else why did you force

me what do you want me to say force you do you know what real force looks like claire you used to be mine that's why i've had the patience to wait until you're ready and now you really think i'm still going to spoil you like that before i could speak he hoisted me over claire what am i