Serena’s pov
That evening, as I arrived at the secluded poolside venue, my stomach twisted with unease. The scene before me was far from what I had expected.
Rhett’s party wasn’t some casual gathering, it was a private indulgence, exclusive and extravagant. The pool shimmered under the golden glow of lanterns, the water reflecting the silhouettes of the people lounging around it. Champagne bottles popped in the background over the lot music blasting from the stereos.
Laughters and flirtatious whispers filled the air, and everywhere I turned, there were beautiful women draped in tiny dresses or nothing but bikinis, draped over Rhett and his friends like living decorations.
They were practically throwing themselves at him.
My jaw tightened as I spotted Rhett reclining on a poolside
