Cecilia sensed the cold sweat on her hands while positioned between Andrew and Victor, trapped in a tense confrontation.She was breathing fast and lightly, and with every statement Victor made, the tension in her stomach intensified. She felt trapped in a situation beyond her control,Enclosed by men who cared only for their own objectives,None of whom cared about her needs
Victor's smile remained steady, yet the atmosphere surrounding him was charged with a foreboding tension.He was enjoying this, enjoying the sight of Andrew feeling uncomfortable, enjoying the uncertainty enveloping them. To him, it was just a game and becoming fun, and Cecilia was simply a pawn.
Andrew, in contrast, was boiling with angerHis hands were balled into tight fists, resting at his sides, His jaw was stiff,
