Tonia's POV
"I'm sorry, it completely escaped my memory. I managed to handle the first few this morning."
"And you believe that makes everything acceptable?" Bradley's laugh was cold as he stepped away from the wall.
Dear God. The way he moved sent chills down my spine. Maintaining my composure was becoming increasingly difficult.
"I didn't place you in this role to deliver half-finished assignments, Tonia. I demand nothing less than perfection."
I never requested this position. The words burned in my throat, but I knew better than to voice such thoughts to this devil.
Every instinct screamed at me to back away as he approached.
Without warning, the back of his hand struck my cheek.
My head snapped to the side, jaw clenched so tight it ached.
His fingers dug into my jaw, yanking my face toward his. "What exactly caused you to forget my instructions? Has something been occupying your thoughts?"
