Violet
"What the hell?" I almost yelled, backpedaling and slamming the door shut.
I stared at the door for a moment, trying to process what I had just seen. My pulse was pounding, and I could still hear the echoes of her cries in my head. The image of Theodore f*****g some random woman wouldn't leave. The image of her blurred with an image of me in my mind, and my whole body felt warm.
Damn him.
It was stupid and really just proving that I was probably in over my head. Everyone knew Theodore was a notorious playboy, but I hadn't realized he would be so… brazen about it. Especially here, in the room right next to mine. The thought made my stomach turn. Jealousy? No, but it was unsettling.
I thought about the deal and everything that would come after, and my heart hardened like metal
