LOVE HIS ENEMY: My Husband's Downfall
She moans into me, wrapping her legs around my waist, and I lift her effortlessly, ready to devour her completely—
“Stop, Christopher.”
The words crash through the haze of pleasure, and I freeze, my breathing ragged. Celeste pulls back, her eyes locked onto the television screen behind me.
“Christopher, look.”
Her voice is different now. Tense. Urgent.
I turn, my gaze following hers to the flat-screen mounted on the wall. The blood in my veins turns to ice.
It’s her.
Elizabeth.
Standing in the middle of the Seattle police station.
The room tilts, the floor cracking beneath my feet as the weight of this revelation slams into me. My breath hitches, my pulse roaring in my ears. No. This isn’t r