"You... you found out then?"
Selena’s voice sounded dry and small in the empty corridor, carrying a tremor she couldn't hide. It wasn't just the physiological dehydration of waking in the middle of the night; it was the weight of the humiliating accusation Caius had just leveled at her.
If, behind that half-closed maintenance door in the haunted house, he had truly witnessed everything... Selena’s fingers tightened around the collar of her morning gown. She didn't dare think about whether she had been letting out those ear-burning moans from Lucian’s heavy thrusts while Caius stood outside with the staff and Beverly.
"It’s late, Adrian," Selena forced her voice to remain steady. In the hazy shadows, she tried to sidestep him. "Since you’ve just returned, go rest. I’m only thirsty; I'm g
