Noah took a swig of his whiskey and tried to calm himself down. He didn't know why he felt so angry at Serena. Was it because she was being a bitch? Or was it because she wouldn't tell him what was wrong with her?She didn't owe him any explanation, and it wasn't like they were in a loving relationship. He should just let things go.But he couldn't just forget about the way she looked. So unhinged and distressed. He had to find

"Noah," Serena whispered. She was still bent down, held in place by Shane.Noah's hands balled into fists.Rage, pain, and jealousy overwhelmed him for a moment, and he couldn't focus clearly. He wanted to run to them and strangle them both at first, but he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then took a good look at Serena.

Shane crinkled his nose as he looked at the piece of paper."Are you sure this is all you can find out about Noah?" he asked Rob, who had been a reliable informant to him for many years.

Noah looked at Alex intently. Why was he freaking out over a painting?"It was a gift from someone," he told Alex."Gift from whom?" Alex asked. His voice suddenly turning cold."What's the big deal? I thought you said there was an emergenc

"You must think I am dirty now, don't you. I let those men use me. I didn't even fight back. I guess I was a whore even then." Serena looked at Noah with teary eyes.Noah flipped her over and pushed her back against the bed, then leaned forward and brushed his lips on hers. He inhaled her breath and felt the warmth of her skin as he stroked her body. She tastes so good, he thought.She hungrily kissed him back, her mouth opened