ll pain seized her lower back. Her periods were usually painful, but the progesterone seemed to be making thi

rs were cold under her knees as she knelt down to look. The shelves we

designer tags dangling from the shoulders. She turned to look at the next wall. It was lined with shelves made of glass. Each shelf was lined with shoes, and small light

hen the bras—they were all her exact size. Even more surprising, they looked like her own clothes. Catherine ha

fingered a pink lace bra. "He barely knows me, b

to look good didn't mean he'd treat her well. Many famous and powerful men enjoyed showin

rawer looking for a plain, cotton pair of underwear, but everything was made of lace and silk.

ted off to sleep. She opened her eyes as a horrible pain seized her stomach. She curled into a fetal position as hot bile

" she

re groaning in your sleep

he whispered. "It hurts.

sounding uncomf

the room, leaving Catherine clutching her stomach.

" Catheri

plastic bag. Catherine vaguely recognized the woman as Macy Jeffords, one of Sean's female bo

this is for y

he saw: ten boxes of tampons in different sizes and with different applicators and

y appreciate it, but what kind of wom

e cleared her throat again and said, "Mr. Blair insisted

ask me," Catherine said, searchin

e bother you," Macy sai

thank you. If you'll excuse me,

ing into the steaming shower. The warm water blasted her from all her directions, and her aching stomach relaxed. She sighed with relief and wondered about Sea

ts sweetness surprised her. For a moment, at least, Sean

*

website, dysmenorrhea was a common and painful condition that caused some women to faint or vomit. T

to the kitchen. The cook s

for you, Mr. Bl

inger, honey, lemon,

He grated the ginger and squeezed the lemon into the water. Then he bent over the steaming pot, stirring the hot liquid u

n, and sweat glimmered on her furrowed brow. Dark purple bruises cov

on her period—he'd have to call the do

*

lamp clicked on, and a gentle hand pulled her up into a sitting position. She blinked as her

said, passing her

m and gingery, and she took another bigger sip. The warm li

ginger tea helps

shr

ke it?" she

replied

hef who made it," she said between si

sip, wondering why he was still in her room. It was weird enough t

good," she sai

and said,

etted his regal profile and shone in his hair. He turn

eep," he

up to her chin. The painful ache in her abdomen relaxed, and her mind wandered. How

s sleep, feeling warm and safe fo

*

e tugged his pants off and slid under the cove

almost like a doll. She murmured somet

kissed the bac

st behave yourself," he wh