Serene glared at Thorne as she watched him sort out clothes from his wardrobe. He hadn’t spent the night in his room, despite her attempt to seduce him by dressing up in lace clothing and perfume. She waited up for him until she fell asleep and woke up in the morning in his bed alone. He was no doubt with Ember. She clenched her fists in anger.
“I’m surprised you didn’t kill Matteo,” Serene said, staring at him while he packed.
“I’m sure you would’ve preferred him dead,” Thorne muttered with disinterest.
“Obviously, he had been itching to get rid of me,” Serene said, scoffing as she flipped her hair.
“I didn’t get that image of the situation when he came to take you before. Sounds like you’re the one jumping from one c**k to another, looking for influence and god knows what.”
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