RHEA’s POV
The moment my eyes opened, a sharp headache followed. I pulled myself up, eyes still squinting against the light.
“You are finally awake,” Rowan said, his voice stern.
I opened my eyes fully to see him seated across the room, arms crossed, glaring at me. I shifted uncomfortably, and then it hit me. I had been out drinking. He must be furious I came home so wasted.
I straightened my spine, ready to pour out a heartfelt apology, when he stood and threw something toward me.
I picked it up immediately, and my jaw dropped. They were pictures, a man kissing me, his hands on my breasts, then the last one with his hands on my thighs.
The room felt like it was spinning. I looked at the pictures again and again, thinking maybe they’d been photoshopped, but there was the gown I’d wor
