Chapter 196

The driver parked the car, got out, and opened the rear door.

Victor stepped out gracefully, his long legs unfolding with effortless elegance.

He was dressed to the nines today-dark pinstriped trousers, a pale gray dress shirt with perfectly pressed cuffs, and a meticulously knotted tie that gave him an air of precision and gravitas. He looked every bit like someone fresh from an important meeting.

Kemp straightened the white shirt he wore, pulled out the key he'd prepared in advance, and unlocked the door to the villa.

From inside, the unmistakable sounds of a woman's moans and a man's breathless shouts drifted out, intermittent but unmistakable.

"Oh God... yes..."

"Elise, you're mine!"

"You're mine, and no one will ever take you from me!"

Upstairs, in the master bedroom.

her whole body caught up in the throes of

expression darkened; his eyes glinted with a cold, steely edge

looked just as speechless. Who could have guessed these

sweat from his brow and muttered,

crossing his legs. Even in this simple pose, the tailored black pants accentuated the sharp lines

in

Suddenly a thunderous crash!

bedroom door was kicked

his head around. The sight nearly sent him into cardiac arrest; he tumbled off the bed and cowered beneath it, face white as a sheet. "Who the hell

to earth by the commotion. Panicked, she sat up and grabbed the

pair with a scowl. If Mr. Fitzgerald saw this, he'd feel contaminated just by witnessing it. Kemp wasn't sure if Victor would punish him, the assistant,

"You have two minutes to get dressed and get out

slammed the door shut, leaving a heavy silence in his wake. The room's sultry atmosphere instantly

ghostly pale, scrambling to pull on their clothes as quickly as possible-scared out of their wits by the muscle-bound intruder who'd

whispered, "Elise, do you know him? Who is

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