The young girl seized the chance to escape from his "clutches," but unfortunately, she was trapped in the small space of the elevator with nowhere to run.
As the elevator ascended, nearing her floor, she planned to dart out the moment the doors opened. But she had barely taken a step out when he grabbed her by the collar from behind.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"I... I wasn't trying to escape. I was just going to open the door for my husband."
He plucked her out of the elevator as if she were a snail, and Kris Cooper accompanied her to the door.
"Alright then, open the door!"
"I... I don't have the keys!"
He reached out and handed her the key, which she fumbled to insert into the lock.
He stood behind her, his arm wrapping around her waist. One hand unbuttoned her shirt while his lips touched her exposed shoulder and the back of her neck. Then, his hand slid inside her open collar.
She shrank back, her fingers having gone too limp to hold the key.
