My nails dug into my palms, biting down into my flesh as I watched them walk away. I was certain—Marcus would never come back to me.
His expression just now had been one of pure desire, unmistakable and raw.
I had barely taken off my heavy wedding dress when my phone vibrated, a new message alert flashing on the screen.
[We had sex while you were asleep last night. I wonder if you've ever been this happy?]
[Come to the underground parking lot and see for yourself.]
I shut off my phone, my hands trembling.
In the dim, deserted corner of the underground parking lot, I spotted the familiar Maybach, parked off to the side.
This was a quiet, closed-off shopping mall with few cars, and the Maybach was tucked in the far corner. It was hidden, barely noticeable to anyone passing by.
But I could hear it.
The window was slightly cracked, and through it, I could hear the woman's soft sobs mingling with the sound of Marcus' heavy breathing.
This time, there were no signs of hesitation. He was fully in it, unlike last night when he had been too afraid to make a sound, too worried I might catch him.
He never expected I would come here.