He leaned closer, his voice lowering to a sneer. “Tell me—once I’ve had my fun with you, do you think Quincy will still want you?”
Alannah struggled desperately. “We’re already divorced! Let me go—”
Salem bent close to her ear, exhaling a cold breath. “You can’t escape, Alannah.”
Then, he forced her jaw open and shoved a cold pill into her mouth.
“In ten minutes, the drug will take effect,” he murmured, smiling darkly. “Then, you’ll be the one begging me.”
He pressed his lips to her neck, but Alannah forced herself to stay calm. Then, she bit down on his ear with all her strength.
“Ahhh!” Salem screamed, clutching the side of his bleeding ear.
Taking advantage of his pain, Alannah drove the sharp heel of her shoe into his groin.
He collapsed with a howl, spewing curses at her as he writhed on the floor.
She snatched the keys from his pocket, unlatched the chain, and staggered toward the balcony. Without a second thought, she jumped.
Heat began to flood through her body, the drug already seeping into her veins. She bit down hard on her own arm, forcing herself to stay conscious.