Chapter 132 A Fatal Temptation

• Calm down, Cecily.
• You can't let yourself be the moaning, submissive woman beneath him. You have class. And Mia... she can't take it.
• The thought sobered me up slightly, and I managed to step back, almost retreating into our bedroom. But Michael was relentless, taking another dangerous step toward me. Panic surged, and I turned, bolting toward the dressing room. I couldn’t bear to look him in the eye anymore.