chapter 94

CAMILLA.

Everything always fell into place for me—eventually. It works exactly how I planned it. I wasn't ready to let Luther go and I wouldn't have any woman sharing him with me, not even his so called wife. All I had to do was plant seeds here and there, make Joanna doubt him before striking.

I adjusted the strap of my silk dress, letting it slide perfectly over my shoulder. The fabric hugged my body like a second skin. I turned in the mirror, checking every angle. Perfect. Always perfect.

I picked up my phone from the table, rereading the message I’d sent to Luther.

We need to talk. Or I’ll tell Joanna about the pregnancy.

A small smile tugged at my lips. I placed the phone on a suitable spot that would capture every moment between me and Luther because something was bound to happen.. On the table, I had a knife.

Dramatic? Maybe. But desperation had power. People took desperate women seriously.

Then came the knock.

Right on time.

I moved slowly to the door, counted three beats