Rhael POV
She was draped all over him like a f*****g w***e.
And dressed like one, too her breasts practically spilling out, letting him slide his hand beneath her dress to stroke her thigh.
I should’ve expected it. I knew what Lorien was like after that night at the lake my birthday, when she threw herself at me and demanded every ounce of my attention. She was greedy. Needy. Easy.
“What are you doing in here?” Lorien whispered, her voice sharp with surprise.
She should be surprised. It was a goddamn privilege for her to have even a second of my time after what she’d just done in that reception hall. The display she’d put on was the most humiliating thing I’d ever witnessed from a woman especially one who once carried my mark.
If she pulled that kind of stunt at the gala in a few wee
