A chill shot down my spine. The sky, which had been clear just moments ago, seemed to darken again in an instant.
The black Maybach sat silently at the villa entrance like a predator lying in wait.
Willa's smug expression hadn't even faded yet. She stood by Sterling's door, wearing that diamond bracelet, posing like a victor.
Beautiful, proud, and dumb as a rock.
She heard Sterling return and froze for a second, then a flicker of excitement crossed her eyes. She quickly smoothed her clothes, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and hurried toward him with light, eager steps.
But I felt nothing but cold dread. Wasn't Sterling supposed to be back in two days? Why was he home so soon?
When she reached him, her cheeks flushed. She looked up at him with a warm, hopeful gaze. "Ste
