Kingsley didn’t even take off his coat when he got home. The front door slammed behind him, echoing into the modern, cold stillness of the mansion.
Beth was in the living room, draped elegantly across the sectional, her legs curled beneath her in silk lounge pants and a cropped cashmere top. Her phone was in one hand, a glass of sparkling water in the other. A muted lifestyle vlog played on the massive wall-mounted screen, but she wasn’t watching it.
She looked up slowly like he was interrupting something she didn’t care to pause.
“Oh hey,” she said casually, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You saw the post?”
Kingsley didn’t speak right away. His eyes burned with disbelief as he moved further into the room.
“Are you out of your mind?”
Beth blinked, then gave a small, dismi
