Outside, autumn rain drifted down in gentle sheets.

The raindrops drummed against the window, composing a soft, beautiful symphony.

Inside, the atmosphere grew warm and intimate.

Though Timothy hadn't crossed any lines with Sheila, her mind was already

spinning with anticipation.

Being this close to him, feeling the heat radiate from his body, his skin pressed to hers-it set her heart aflame.

His masculine scent enveloped her completely.

Timothy pressed his forehead to Sheila's with almost unbearable tenderness, his voice a low murmur. "Jessy..."

Sheila's anger flared. So, Jessica really was all he cared about.

"Be good from now on, alright? No more fussing," he whispered, loosening his tie, revealing the sharp line of his throat.

Sheila knew perfectly well that Timothy's heart belonged to Jessica.

She'd even started using the same shampoo and perfume as Jessica, hoping he wouldn't notice any difference when she was near, saying nothing at all when she entered the room.

But knowing he spoiled Jessica so much, even his voice turning soft and seductive just for her, made Sheila burn with jealousy.

only made Sheila more determined not to let this chance

resisting him for once, and the dark mood that had been haunting

she pushed him

own tongue bloody rather than give

liked forcing her-not until Jessica

fight him off. That, in itself,

in his

stay with me

hovered just above hers, about to

the door burst

Sallie barged in.

dead at the sight of Timothy

she froze for a heartbeat, then stormed over.

grabbed Timothy by the collar and hauled him upright, slapping him hard across the face. "Have you lost

Sheila clung to Timothy's arm,

his daze.

every time he got close to Jessy, someone or something always

frustration. Being caught like this by

frustauld mortify Jessica. He

his arm closer, glaring. "What are you

yanked Sheila away from Timothy's grasp and

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