The Bargaining Chip

Monica kept waiting and her gaze shifted to the watch on her wrist every minute. It was already more than twenty-five minutes, but Victor wasn't here, and she was starting to doubt if he would come.

If he didn't come, then her plans would go down the drain and she would become helpless. She couldn't meet Marcus; he was never going to give her what she wanted, and if she lied, he would find out.