CHAPTER 17

Mikayla was trapped under Cael's massive body. She couldn't trust herself in this position. Looking up at him, it was all she could do to not reach up and pull his face down to hers.

She looked around wildly, hoping that someone would appear to rescue her. She tried to escape from between his arms but his grip was firm. There was no chance for escape. She swallowed.

"How did you find me?" She muttered.

"How indeed," he said. "It didn't take much to find you. First off, you were at Armani's event. There was a list of attendees. Also, I have the resources to trace you to any corner of the earth if I want to. But most importantly, just like Cinderella, you left me a very nice glass slipper."

Mikayla frowned. What was that supposed to mean? What glass slipper did he leave him?

Cael reached into his pocket and pulled out something. Because of her blasted curiosity, she didn't immediately make a run for it the moment his hand came down. Plus, where would she go anyway?.

The elevator would t