The Divorce Prescription

Adam didn't suspect anything. "Alright. I'll keep an eye on Bella and my mom. Just

be careful."

Celine nodded. "I will."

Half an hour later, Celine arrived at the private winery, following the directions she

had been given.

A maid approached her as she entered. "Are you Ms. Celine?"

Celine gave a slight nod. "Yes, that's me."

"Ms. Celine, all guests attending the private party are required to wear the

appropriate attire. This outfit has been prepared for you. Please change into it."

Celine took the clothing from the maid. "Alright."

Inside the dressing room, she unfolded the outfit—a black slip dress with thin

straps and an open-back design. It was provocatively seductive, clinging to her

body in all the right ways.

With no other option, Celine slipped into the dress.

The dress accentuated her graceful curves, drawing attention to her delicate

collarbones and smooth shoulders. The exposed lower back was both slender

and enticing, making her appear undeniably alluring.

Once ready, she stepped out and entered the party.

with men, their

as if high

inside, every

an instant, the men closed in,

sent to

"What are you talking

eyes roved over her with blatant desire. "We got a call earlier—said

over tonight.

brows drew together. So this was

to entertain

look at that skin—so fair it's

delicate frame, do you think

longer—I need to touch that pretty

leering man reached out, his fingers

he

shot

she

and twisted it hard.

the air, followed by his

"Let go! It hurts—please!"

going to ask you

better answer truthfully."

"Go ahead."

"Who made the call?"

don't know. We throw a

the 15th of

out of

number.

be sending us

woman to enjoy."