Aurea’s POV"Just give in to me, Aurea. Stop pretending you’re too good for this," he said, his voice dripping with an oily confidence that made my skin crawl.Before I could even process his movement, my back hit the cold, solid mahogany wood of the office door with a heavy, echoing thud. My breath completely left my lungs in a sharp gasp as a dull pain tore straight through my spine. Mr. Vance, my boss and the wealthy owner of the high-end boutique where I worked, stepped deep into my personal space, completely trapping me.The suffocating, heavy scent of his expensive designer cologne mixed with the sharp, sour stench of stale whiskey filled the air between us, imaking my stomach turn violently. He slammed his right hand against the wood right beside my head, the impact rattling the door frame and effectively pinning me between his towering body and the only exit."Mr. Vance, please," I whispered, my voice trembling uncontrollably as my hands pressed flat against his firm chest in
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