ADONIS’S POV
How had the b***h gotten in?
One minute I was in the garden and the next minute, I was walking in to see her repulsive face. Rage coursed through me the moment I saw her and it took every willpower and patience to not drag her out myself.
It wasn’t news that I hated Bertha. She repeatedly maltreated my mother when she had been alive, all because she had been her husband’s mistress. Getting involved with their family had been the beginning of my mother's demise.
And when she was dead, Bertha had mocked her at the funeral; one I didn’t invite her to, and then proceeded to seduce me.
Each second she came into my line of vision, I thought of the cruel ways I could ruin her, but that would be a waste of my time. She was ruins itself.
It was clear she came here for one reason
