It was almost noon when I finally woke from the bone-deep exhaustion. Every bone in my body felt as if it had been pulled apart and put back together. My inner thighs were so sore I could barely close my legs. And yet, deep inside me, there was a kind of satisfaction I had never known before.
Victor had already left for the clinic.
I dragged myself out of bed and got ready to meet an old friend at a café downtown.
But as I drove past a discreet, high-end private club, I caught sight of Liam's car parked outside.
Something in me snapped. I slid on my sunglasses and followed him in.
Outside a half-open door to one of the VIP rooms, I saw it again. That disgusting pair wrapped around each other.
This time, what I heard made my blood run cold.
"Liam, when are we actually getting marrie
