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

glinted with a cold, steely edge as he shot Kemp

could have guessed these two would be at

his brow and

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

was lost in the final waves

Suddenly a thunderous crash!

bedroom door was kicked open

into cardiac arrest; he tumbled off the bed and cowered beneath it, face white as a sheet. "Who the hell are

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

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

composure, Kemp barked, "You have two minutes to get dressed and get out here. If not,

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

possible-scared out of their wits by

you know him? Who is

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