Chapter 10: Shameless
The heavy iron door slammed shut behind Genevieve as two of her father's guards practically dragged her into her father's private office in a discreet part of the house.
Following the scandal of the viral sex tapes, Ryan Harris had asked his men to pull Genevieve out of the birthday party and bring her back to him.
The room was dark, lit only by the dim overhead light and the faint glow of a reading light on the desk.
Dressed in a tailored suit, Ryan Harris stood by his massive mahogany desk, his face twisted in fury as raw anger radiated from him.
The guards roughly pushed her forward before stepping out of the office, leaving her alone with her father.
Before Genevieve could even steady herself, the slap came. It was so sudden and hard that her head snapped to the side.
A burning sting spread across her cheek, and the room seemed to tilt for a moment. She slowly straightened, her hand flying to her face, her wide eyes meeting her father's enraged ones.
"What the hell is the meaning of this?" Ryan roared, his voice booming in the soundproof room. "Why are there tapes of you? Goddamn sex tapes!"
Genevieve blinked, her mind racing. "I—what are you talking about?" she stammered, her voice shaky but defiant.
Ryan took a threatening step toward her, his finger pointing in her face. "Don't play dumb with me! Don't you dare!" he growled. "The media is having a field day. The entire internet is on fire with videos of you! Videos of you with—" He closed his eyes briefly, as if saying it out loud disgusted him, "—with different men. Are you recording your... your filthy escapades now?"
Genevieve's cheeks flushed, not with shame but with frustration. "Why are you yelling at me about the tapes instead of doing something to take them down?" she shot back, squaring her shoulders.