Besides, Micah wouldn't really go as far as silencing Kathleen and Felipe. In a dire situation, they'd surely spill the secret to save themselves. Therefore, the best course of action would be to prevent Micah from doing the interrogation...

Let all things end here.

But how?

Sadie was fretting when her cell phone rang again, the caller ID flashing a new number ending in four sevens. It didn't take her a second to recognize that this was Mason's number; he always preferred sevens. Without hesitation, she answered, "Hello?"

"Sadie, are you okay?" Mason's voice came through weak and anxious. "I just heard about what happened. The media are such vultures for smearing your name like that..."

"I'm fine, Mason. Don't worry, it's all been taken care of..." Sadie didn't get to finish her sentence before her phone was snatched away by Micah, who immediately put it on speaker.

Sadie attempted to regain control of her phone, but found her wrist caught in his firm grip.

"Taken care of? How so?" Mason's voice poured out. "I just had my uncle reach out to the media. If needed, I can come forward and vouch for you. You were with me all last night, you couldn't possibly have..." "No trouble, Mr. Sterling," Micah interrupted, his tone faux-polite but laced with disdain.

"You, you're..." Mason asked tentatively, "Micah?"

"Even my father addresses me with a title, and here you are, bold enough to call me by name. Such ambition for someone so young!" Micah's laugh was cold. "I hear you've been under the weather, Mason. Take care and get well soon." "You..." But Micah didn't wait for Mason to continue and just ended the call abruptly.

Sadie sat there, dumbfounded, before regaining her composure, "How could you..."

"You seem to have forgotten; you're mine now..." Micah's expression darkened in an instant as he tapped her face with the phone, "Sneaking around behind my back and meeting with another man? You're doing great!"

"It wasn't a secret meeting..." Sadie was panicking, "Why are you flipping out on me? You just said those brainless, domineering types only exist in novels..."

"The news was fake, so I let it slide. But your secret meeting with Mason was real..." Micah, loosening his tie, slowly closed in on her. "It seems I should leave a mark on you, so you'll remember."

"What are you going to do?" Sadie backed away, fearful, "We're in a car; don't do anything crazy..."

"Hmm, let's experience some real car excitement..." His voice dropped as he pounced like a predator and pinned her beneath him. As she struggled, he swiftly caught her wrists and held them above her head. His cold lips brushed over her eyes, cheeks, and mouth, gently nipping her earlobe...

"Tell me, what did you do last night?"

"Nothing..." Sadie's voice was frantic as she dodged his lips. His burning breath was tickling her skin and sending tingling, weakening shocks through her, making her shiver.

"What's your relationship with that Mason?"

Micah's kisses trailed downward, nibbling gently on Sadie's elegantly curved collarbone...

"We're just old classmates, nothing more." Sadie pushed at him feebly. "Stop it; let go of me..."

Though they were in a spacious SUV with a privacy curtain separating them from the driver's cabin and tinted windows for discretion, Sadie still felt as if countless eyes were upon them. Her heart raced with panic, shame, and nervousness... Suddenly, Micah bit down on her shoulder, a painful reminder that she belonged to him...

"Ah!" Sadie cried out in pain and instinctively reached to push him away...

But then her phone rang again. She turned her head; the caller ID showed Leah White. That name jolted her back to reality...

Yes, she had to distract Micah to keep him from interrogating Kathleen and Felipe.

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