Roff blinked. Shock flickered across his face. He had already plotted how to drag her in if she resisted, but this? Her easy agreement unsettled him. Then his smirk deepened. Even better.
He pushed the door a little wider, but still kept his body in the way, ensuring she couldn't see clearly into the room. "No," he said smoothly, voice laced with mock chivalry. "Ladies first."
Rhea's gaze locked on him. She exhaled slow, steadying herself, and squared her shoulders. Her hand hovered near the frame as she prepared to step inside.
Roff flicked another glance down the hallway. At the far end, Seraphine and her daughters shrank deeper into the corner, careful not to be seen.
With the hallway silent, His lecherous grin spread, thick with menace. Roff leaned closer, the reek of his breath washed over her as his hand reached for the knob. With a sharp click, the door sealed shut behind them.
Lena's mouth fell open, her voice catching in a half-gasp. "Did she just go in there?"
