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.

men, their bodies swaying in

as if high on an

moment Celine stepped inside, every gaze

closed in, surrounding

beauty sent to

"What

blatant desire.

over tonight.

drew together. So this was

to entertain these

look at that skin—so fair it's practically

frame, do you think you'll even last

longer—I need to

his fingers

he could

shot out.

she seized his

and twisted it hard.

through the

"Let go! It hurts—please!"

let out a cold chuckle. "I'm going to

better answer truthfully."

"Go ahead."

"Who made the call?"

don't know. We throw

the 15th of

out of

the number.

they'd be sending us

woman to enjoy."