Sophia barely slept that night. The sticky warmth of both men still lingered between her thighs no matter how many times she shifted on the silk sheets. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt Damien’s rough hands gripping her hips in the library, the way he’d laughed low against her ear while filling her up. Guilt twisted sharp in her stomach, but it only made her wetter.
By evening, the air in the estate felt heavier. Victor had been quiet during the day—too quiet. When the last staff member’s car disappeared down the long drive, she went to her room, stripped as usual, and knelt on the bed with her heart hammering.
The door opened harder than normal.
Victor stepped in alone at first, but his expression made her stomach drop. Steel-gray eyes dark with something dangerous. He didn’t s
