Game Over No Second Chances

Chapter 355

Wendy stood in the rain, and for a moment it felt like the downpour wasn't water, but years of humiliation crashing down on her shoulders. She couldn't breathe under the weight of it all.

She wanted to run away.

Just as she turned to flee, a hand gripped her wrist.

It was Tara. No one knew when she had come back out but she dragged Wendy through a different entrance to the club.

The rain was now a heavy downpour.

"You're lucky," Tara said. "Getting humiliated by Sarah just earned you a bigger opportunity."

"What?"

"Cole's interested in you. Do his dirty work, and you'll get far more than Sarah ever could."

Tara pulled open a hidden door. Inside was a world of smoke, teasing laughter, and the clinking of glasses.

raw indulgence. Naked bodies and broken women

Wendy hurried to keep up with Tara, her

the same hell as

had no idea who Cole really

garden was serene and soft under the glow of warm

boat lights, its surface alive under the glow of

on a second-floor terrace recliner. Snuggie curled contentedly in its little cat bed beside her, batting

was peaceful and quiet-almost too

and Ruth, letting them know she had decided to

a half feet teddy bear as a gift, but would deliver her birthday wishes in

was

another boring marriage-of-convenience type. I had him pegged wrong. Business marriages are all about practicality, never about

music lover, was firmly on the "love over logic" side of the argument. Her tirade blared through

Serena could even defend her husband, a glass of blue cocktail was silently

She looked up.

simple loungewear, sat down quietly on the

thought. "Ruth is