Chapter 16: Her Dirty Little Secret

Arjona’s POV

I needed to breathe.  Not in that gold cage I called a mansion.

And  not near my pathetic husband, that spineless worm who flinched at my voice and drooled over choir boys.

I needed to feel in control. I needed to taste it. Hear it.

So I went to the only place that felt real  My ...

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