CHAPTER 180
KATYA POV
I froze.
Every muscle in my body locked as my eyes snapped to the door, my heart slamming so hard it felt like it might crack my ribs from the inside.
Someone had caught me.
Marina.
That was the only thought my brain could produce. She had found me. She had come to reclaim the room I was "staining." She had come to finish the job Gina started.
The thought hit first before fear could even take shape. My fingers tightened around the edge of the nightstand, knuckles whitening as my pulse roared in my ears.
Punishment followed mistakes. I could almost feel the harsh sting of a lash across my face, the weight of her heel on my neck.
I was in his room, trapped in the oversized darkness of a shirt that didn't belong to me, in a bed that wasn't mine, looking like a thief caught in the act of breathing. I swallowed, my throat painfully dry, and forced myself to look.
