“Did my presence upset her, or was it your doing?” She leaned in, her voice a hushed echo.

“Remember who you left the bar with? Who opened her home to you, who stood by your side after those arguments with your wife? It was me at your house, in your bed.

We shared rounds of golf, trips to Hondrau.

You’ve held me, ki*sed me-not just a drunken mistake, but with clear intent.

Her laughter was tinged with madness.

“Imagine Alexis’ face seeing those photos, those videos.

The pain, the sickness it must’ve brought her.

Leonel met her gaze, his own expression icy and unforgiving.

Anika felt a flicker of fear before her courage surged back.

She had lost everything.

Fear had no grip on her anymore.

Her laughter was sardonic.

to winning you over, didn’t

discharged, Leonel found solace in the solitude of his villa, a stark contrast to its

of laughter and culinary aromas,

The silence was deafening.

found refuge on the balcony as

servant, seeking to rouse him, climbed the stairs with

extinguished his cigarette and inquired

Douglas returned recently?”

hesitated, and then

“No, she hasn’t.

she’d stop by and get the kids’ thing when she

to drift far

tried once

“Dinner is served, sir.

declined with a disinterested

“I’m not hungry.

Just leave it.

words teetering on the edge of speech, but then

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