The Amazing Marcus Puth

One hundred and twenty five

Owen burst into the room, tossing a scanty mini-dress at Amayah. She picked it up, her eyes widening in shock. "What's this?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"Put it on. We're going out," Owen commanded, his tone brooking no argument.

Amayah stood up, her eyes flashing with defiance. "I'm not wearing this! I'm not a stripper," she protested, folding her arms across her chest.

Owen's eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her body. "Put it on, Amayah. I don't have time for this," he growled, his patience wearing thin.

Amayah stood her ground, her heart racing. "No, I won't wear it," she said firmly.

Owen's expression darkened, his eyes glinting with a warning. "Don't push me, Amayah. Put it on now," he barked, his voice low and menacing.

As he moved closer, Amayah backed away, her eyes fixed on his face. But Owen was relentless, his hands slapping against the wall on either side of her head, trapping her.

"You know what I can do," he whispered, his hot breath on her face, his hands slidin