Ben didn’t say another word as he led the woman into the bedroom. The heels of her stilettos clicked against the hardwood floor like a countdown. The door was wide open, and Serena remained frozen at the top of the staircase, eyes locked on Ben’s back as he flicked on the bedroom light with theatrical ease.She didn’t move, but her heart was thundering.“Come along, sweetheart,” Ben called without looking back. “You don’t want to miss the performance, do you?”She didn’t answer.He returned a second later, took her gently by the wrist—not lovingly, but with the command of a man who always got his way—and led her into the room. She was too stunned to resist. She stumbled after him.Once inside, he shut the door behind them and turned the lock with a deliberate click.Serena flinched.He turned to her and smiled. Cold. Triumphant.“Not so fast, lady,” he said, his voice low, dangerous. “The show is just starting.”He pulled out the vanity chair, one of her favorites, and set it down in
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