In the middle of the night, I received a few photos.The lighting was dim and intimate. Soren’s bare, muscular chest was exposed, and Kaelin was curled up against him like a lazy cat.Her shoulders and collarbone were covered in glaring red marks, a testament to how wild they had been.It came from an unknown number, but I knew it was her. Once, Kaelin was my most trusted friend.Five years ago, when Soren and I first got together, his mafia background put me under a lot of stress.It was Kaelin who offered, "Maeve, the underworld is too dangerous, and there are too many temptations around him. I’ll keep an eye on him for you."I actually believed her.I gave her the privilege of entering our lives.Under the guise of "looking out for me," she slowly embedded herself into Soren’s inner circle.But maybe she had her eyes on the Don's wife's seat all along, deciding to throw our friendship away from the start. The next evening, I did my makeup and drove to a private estate.It was Mada
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