“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.

winning you over, didn’t

the solitude of his villa, a stark contrast

laughter and culinary aromas, the nights devoid

The silence was deafening.

the balcony

climbed the stairs with an invitation

a second call, Leonel extinguished his cigarette and inquired with a nonchalance that didn’t

Douglas returned recently?”

and

“No, she hasn’t.

stop by and get the kids’ thing when she

thoughts seemed to

servant tried

“Dinner is served, sir.

But Leonel declined with

“I’m not hungry.

Just leave it.

servant paused, words teetering on the edge of

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