Mara glanced at Bruce, offering him a small, reassuring smile. He still looked confused, but she subtly signaled for him to wait.
With steady steps, she followed Jason down the hall. Her mind raced, but she kept her expression unreadable.
Inside his office, Jason moved behind his desk, his movements deliberate. He reached for a brown folder, placing it on the polished wood with an almost theatrical pause.
Mara's heart pounded in her chest. She could ignore Jason's taunts, and endure his cruelty but this? This was different. This was about her.
She forced herself to stay still, to keep her voice even. "Well?" she said, eyeing the folder. "Let's hear it."
Jason's smirk deepened as he slowly opened the file.
"If you want the file," Jason said, his voice dripping with cruel amusement, "I want you to beg me."
