Shivers rippled across Cathleen's skin, each wave a sharp reminder of her body's betrayal. She curled tighter under the sheets, willing warmth into her limbs, but the fever that had taken hold refused to relent. Eyes heavy with unshed sleep, she lay in the dark, cocooned within the four walls that seemed to press closer with every strained breath.
The f*cking night was alive with the goddamn sounds of betrayal. Olivia's piercing screams echoed through the f*cking silence, punctuated by the relentless thud of the headboard slamming against the wall. Each f*cking beat was a reminder of Xavier's frenzied passion, a symphony of flesh that spat in the face of Cathleen's lonely solitude.
Xavier's normally aloof demeanor shattered as primal urges consumed him. The scent of Cathleen's skin haunt
