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.

packed with men, their bodies swaying in rhythm with

as if high

inside,

men closed in, surrounding her like predators circling prey.

sent to entertain

cold. "What

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

would be sent over tonight.

So this

to entertain these

that skin—so fair

do you

any longer—I need

his fingers stretching

he could make

hand shot out. In

she seized

and twisted it hard.

sliced through the

"Let go! It hurts—please!"

chuckle. "I'm going

better answer truthfully."

"Go ahead."

"Who made the call?"

know. We throw

15th of every

out of

the number. The

said they'd be sending

woman to enjoy."