"Do you realize the consequences of angering me?" Damien Sterling demanded, forcefully tilting Emma Hart's chin upwards, compelling her to look directly at him.
Emma Hart found herself once again forcibly brought back to the villa, her days there filled with an anxiety akin to ants under a scorching lens.
The overwhelming thoughts of bearing a child and marrying this man ignited a mix of anger and urgency within her. In a sudden outburst, she hurled a delicate vase to the ground, shattering it without a trace of pity, her slender figure slowly sinking to the floor as tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
In another part of the city, a woman with an exquisitely beautiful face was fiddling with a stack of photos.
They weren't just any photos; they captured every candid moment between Damien Sterling and Emma, complete with recordings of their conversations.
