r that Sienna was with someone else in th

at she said earlier,"

This feels like a fairytale; it's what I have always wanted," Sien

ents and my ex that I could have the perfect wife, the obedient one, the kind one, the one who won't leave. Y

en-a woman who would worship him, not challenge him. In his mind, Emili

er because s

oman from a rival family or someone his parents rej

something-to his ex, to his

ir bodies pressed together in a way that made Emilia's blood run cold. The world seemed to come to a stop, her vision blu

eper with every second. Julian, her husband, and Sienna, her younger sister-the two people s

shame swept over her face, but there was no apology, no remorse. Instead, sh

etached. He didn't even have the decency t

I think?" as tears drop from her eyes. Her voice was a sharp, trembling whispe

es desperate. "I-I didn't mean for

ed the hotel. She got into her car and drove away going

that she will surely come back and moreover who would ever believe her if she even told anyo

ne or face anyone. She didn't have to look into Sienna's or even Julian's fa

t know where to drive, where to go, and what to do next. S

wing her forward before the car jolted violently to a shuddering halt. It wasn't much, but it was en

le beer greeting her like an old friend. The bar was n

. The bartender didn't ask questions; he just poured. She downed the drink i

ht?" a voice said

ep chestnut brown hair with a razor–sharp jawline dressed in a black

ark eyes were unreadable, his features sharp and strong. He wasn

ied, her voice rough. "A really bad night to be pr

stead, he leaned ba

clinking of cutlery, the soft jazz music, and the

ing where to go, when she stumbled but was ca

He asked his voice gentle

facing anyone and explaining the me

re presently in no state to drive, Let me

alked in on her husband in a hotel bed with

r to the bar swung open, and there they were

eart