THE WIFE HE BETRAYED, THE WOMAN HE FEARS
It was alive, active, satisfied.
I poured myself a drink and sat down, replaying each conversation in my head. Every word, reaction, and every subtle change in expression.
It had worked better than I expected.
“They’re starting to question you,” I murmured softly, swirling the liquid in my glass.
I leaned back in my chair, a slow smile spreading across my face. Sofia had built her empire on control, precision, and confidence.
But confidence was fragile, all it took was a few cracks…And everything would begin to collapse.