When Demetri and Snow finally stepped out of the mansion, the tension in the air between Marcus and Feurene grew even hotter, like a fire that had just been poured with gasoline.
“This is all your fault, Feurene!” Marcus roared, his eyes full of wild anger. Every word he said was filled with hate as he blamed her for all the mess in his life.
Feurene’s breath hitched, her voice trembling as she whispered in disbelief, “This... this isn’t what we planned.”
This wasn’t what Demetri had promised her. He had never said anything about marrying Snow. Now, she was trapped in a whirlwind of betrayal and confusion.
‘f**k, that bastard! He used me! Like a damn snake, he lied!’ Feurene’s body gave way under the weight of the truth, and she crumpled onto the couch, knees shaking, her spirit unrav
