Olivia's POV
What was he doing here? Had he followed me in? How did he even get past security? I wondered within me as his intoxicating scent wrapped around me like a drug, making my knees weak despite the fact that I should be terrified.
"How did you get in here?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I trembled against his hold.
The stranger chuckled against my hair, the sound vibrating through his chest and into my back. "What? Aren't you happy to see me?"
His voice... God, his voice. Even altered and gravelly, it still did things to me that I couldn't understand. My body betrayed me, melting against him despite the danger, despite the insanity of this situation.
"I... I..." I stammered, my mind struggling to process his presence while my body sang with relief at his touch.
