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He would ask questions and with the look on her face, I’d say she knew there was something between me and Adam. “Hello?” The woman laughed. “That's all you have to say to me, you slut? Trust me, the only reason you're still standing here at all is Because Adam keeps trying to protect you. He never learns, does he?” “I… I don't understand,"I mumbled, looking over my shoulder. “Checking if your husband is closer?” The woman taunted, making me gasp. “How did you-” “How did I know?” She laughed, tossing her hair around as she did. “I am Madeline Black honey, I know everything. Especially when there's a married little slut trying to steal my man. I have to know about it, don't I?”

************** Lena’s POV When my phone buzzed with a call from one of Dominic’s assistants, I thought nothing of it. I was at home, folding laundry, humming to myself while Eliana coloured at the table. But the assistant’s voice on the other end was tight, uncertain. “Miss Hart, I… I thought you should know. A woman—was at Mr Black’s office today. She didn’t have an appointment. She just… walked in. And she acted like…” The words blurred after that. My chest went cold, my fingers tightening around the phone until my knuckles turned white.

I swallow, my voice shaking in anxiety, “But…I saw it with my own eyes. There was a Council hearing, he was... he was perfectly sane. More than that, he was in control. And... and he has a mate… another one." The words hang in the air, and for a moment, there's silence. Then, the woman in black appears before me in a blink, her hand gripping my head like a vice. Her nails, painted a gleaming black, dig into my scalp as a wave of dizziness washes over me. When she lets go, I stumble back, gasping for air. "It's true," she says coldly, her voice devoid of any emotion. The three women exchange glances, their faces unreadable. There's no change in their expressions, but I can feel the tension be

The adrenaline from dinner had faded, and I was left with a mild headache and a ball of confusion sitting dead center in my chest. Diana watched me, her expression softening. “You look like someone who had the weirdest date of her life. Spill.” “It wasn’t a date.” “Uh-huh.” She took a sip of wine. “It was a business dinner. With Adrian Black, who, according to half the women at my club, is a cross between Christian Grey and an Armani catalog.” I gave her a flat look. “That’s incredibly specific.” “Specific and accurate.” She plopped onto the couch, tucking one leg under herself. “Come on. Was he the stallion they all say he is? Did he offer you a diamond pen and an offshore account? Is he go

In a room elegantly adorned with a sophisticated blend of purple, black, and white, two women were engaged in a heated conversation. One, with disheveled black hair, was sprawled across the bed, occasionally sitting up to speak with her companion. The other, a blonde, had her hair neatly pinned back, allowing her to apply makeup with precision. "So, you just left without saying anything?" Emily, the black-haired woman, exclaimed, her voice sharp with disbelief. Sitting upright on the bed, Emily couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was Amelia serious? She stared at her friend, whose irritated expression spoke volumes.

Nelly drove home and met Diana seated in the living room watching television, she was wearing another of Bill's clothes and she had a glass of wine in her hand. Nelly made to go to her bedroom when Diana's voice stopped her. "So how was your outing? She asked Nelly with that idiotic smirk of hers on her face. "I can't remember us being close for you to ask me that question, I will advise you to stay in your lane," Nelly said to her and walked away. ************** Unknown Location A lady in a black outfit is seen walking into a dark room, she stopped in front of a man sitting in the middle of the room with a stick of cigarette in his mouth. He took in a large amount of smoke into his lungs an

She looked at Anna scornfully. Thinking that, this was a good opportunity to clear the doubts of Mack Black's mind and to save Lisa's marriage, Anna Green grabbed his arm and blurted out "Mack, this lady managed to take photos and video secretly while having sex with Mr. Black and blackmailing Lisa. She is going to divorce Mr. Black to save his face. Please don't leave this lady." "What?" Mack Black exclaimed and stared at her, completely bewildered. He couldn’t process what he just heard. After some time, he looked back at the lady, who was also staring at Anna Green with shock written on her face.

"Let's all welcome...Lauren Hill Trane!" My eyes went back to the stage and there I saw a woman with her soft features and kind smile. All about her face is screaming gentleness and kindness. Augustus was beside her guiding her into place. They all smiled on the crowd and waved their hands. Lights of a camera flash around them until I heard a most interesting whispers behind me. "Lauren Hill didn't changed a bit. She still looks kind and innocent but inside her is hiding a bitch kind of girl. She really had the guts to come back when all she did was to flirt with two men at the same time,"

Wham! Granny Blackwood’s limbs were all tied up. She couldn’t move at all. The stick landed on the parts of her body that hurt the most, and she couldn’t even dodge the attack. Most importantly, Granny Blackwood wasn’t a woman with unyielding integrity. More than anything, she hated Madame Joanne from the Assex family for setting her up. After being hit a few times, Granny Blackwood immediately confessed. “I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you! Joanne Carlton made me do this,” she cried.

With me out of the way, Madison didn't even bother hiding anymore. She updated her social media three times a day, every day. In one particular video she uploaded, she and Clement looked just like a real couple. Someone finally had enough and left a comment. [Looks like a homewrecker in action.] I looked at the username. It was one of Clement's old buddies, someone I'd met a few times at group dinners. I never thought he'd be the one to call it out. Guess not everyone around Clement thought like him.