Katelyn’s heart raced with fear.
She quickly turned off the faucet, water droplets splashing against her skin as she hastily threw on her clothes.
Her eyes were fixed on the door, her senses heightened. She could have sworn she heard the sound of a key turning in the lock.
But Jaxen had told her these were all single rooms.
How could anyone else have a key to her room?
Tension coursed through her as she clenched her fists. Just then, the door swung open.
The sight of the man standing there left her momentarily speechless.
It was Cormac, someone she had only seen from a distance earlier on the deck.
His shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a bulging belly that jiggled slightly as he moved. The heavy scent of alcohol clung to him.
Despite his unsteady steps, his eyes fixed on Katelyn.
“Hi there, beautiful,” he whistled, a sleazy smile spreading across his face. “You’ve already showered and dressed. How thoughtful!”
Katelyn’s stomach churned at his leering grin.
She glared at him, her voice firm. “You’re in the wrong room!”
She couldn’t tell if he had stumbled in by mistake or if he was here on purpose. And why did he have a key to her room? These questions swirled in her mind.
Yet, she knew Vincent was eager to secure the resort project, and she couldn’t afford to offend Cormac now.
Cormac flashed a silly grin, clearly drunk.
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“I didn’t come to the wrong place. You probably don’t know, but Vincent struck a deal with me for the resort project. As long as you’re sent to my bed, the project will be his,” he slurred, his voice thick with arrogance.
As Cormac spoke, he rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with desire as they roamed over Katelyn. She hadn’t even had a moment to dry her hair, the bathrobe wrapped around her offering little protection.
Katelyn stood, her skin smooth and flawless, framed by delicate features that hinted at fragility. She was truly breathtaking.
“What a stunning beauty you are! It’s no surprise Vincent keeps you around,” Cormac declared, his voice full of admiration.
Katelyn’s eyes narrowed, shock crossing her face. Did Vincent truly see her as just a pawn? No. That was something he would never do.
“Get out!” she shouted, her voice cold and sharp as she pointed toward the door. She knew Vincent well; he would never betray her like that. But the key…
Cormac seemed to sense her thoughts, a smug grin spreading across his face as he dangled the key in front of her.
“I understand. You feel hurt by the one you trusted most, right? You’re indeed beautiful, but it’s foolish to trust a man, especially someone like Vincent,” he said, stepping closer, invading her space.
“This yacht party was a setup from the start. How else could they have lured you into my bed? I’m quite pleased with this little gift he’s given me. Tomorrow, I’ll sign the contract with him.”
Cormac’s words sent Katelyn’s mind into a whirl. She held fast to her belief that things weren’t as Cormac claimed. She needed to confront Vincent about a few pressing questions.
Her patience was thinning, fraying at the edges. She shot him a warning that left no room for doubt. “Take one more step, and I’ll make sure you’re carried out of here!”
“I didn’t know you had such a fiery side,” Cormac said, a smirk creeping onto his face. “I like girls with a bit of spark. But why fight it? Vincent has already sold you out. Think about joining me—I can give you a life filled with luxury…”
Before he could finish, his lips lunged toward her, hungry for closeness.
The sight of him made Katelyn’s stomach churn, nearly causing her to vomit her dinner. Without hesitation, she stepped forward and delivered a sharp kick right to his stomach.
Despite Cormac’s hefty two-hundred-pound frame, he stumbled back, the impact catching him off guard. Katelyn glanced down at her slippers, disappointment flooding her. If she had been wearing sturdy flats, her kick would have felt much more satisfying. Follow current nov?ls on find?novel.net
Cormac leaned against the wall for support, anger flashing in his eyes.
“You! How dare you attack me! Do you really think I can’t undo everything Vincent has worked for? He won’t get that resort project!”
Katelyn’s gaze hardened, chilling him to the bone. She strode slowly towards him, a mocking smile dancing on her lips.
“You’re lying. Vincent would never betray me.” They had survived countless dangers together, always ready to protect one another against whatever the world threw their way. How could he even think of betraying her for mere financial gain?
Cormac drew a deep breath, cradling his stomach as he struggled to stand tall. “You’re so naive. You have no idea how much the resort could change everything!”
Just then, he whipped out a spray bottle, aiming it straight at Katelyn’s face.
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