The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 49

McNeil stepped into the bedroom, the only light coming from a single amber bedside lamp.

The spacious bed was empty, and the curtains fluttered gently in the night breeze.

He found her outside on the balcony, perched on a tall chair, wearing nothing but a thin white shirt. Her long, pale legs dangled in the moonlight, glowing with an ethereal allure.

She was supposed to be "asleep," but instead, she sat with a glass of crimson liquid in her hand, her chin resting carelessly on the railing as she stared intently at her drink.

Every now and then, she brought the rim to her lips and took a delicate sip.

Through the sheer fabric of her shirt, McNeil could make out the soft, enticing lines of her body.

His throat tightened, and before he could stop himself, he strode over and snatched the wineglass from her hand.

"Are you trying to catch your death out here? It's freezing."

It had to be close to thirty degrees outside, and she was sitting there bare-legged, drinking cold wine.

A surge of anger welled up inside him. He scooped her up from the chair and tossed her over his shoulder.

The moment his hand touched her skin-cool, smooth, impossibly soft-a strange heat crawled up his spine.

alone,"

Victoria blinked up at him, her gaze heavy and

suit from the evening, jacket unbuttoned but tie and all-every inch

the night, drinking, getting into another man's car-do you forget you have a husband?" McNeil leaned

hair spilling across the pillow like

the corners, her eyes shining with tears and something

she look at the man whose car she'd gotten

sharp and sudden through McNeil. He dropped his head and crushed his mouth to hers,

her veins

limp and

in

feverish passion

dim

Victoria fell asleep with her head

her delicate, porcelain

her, not really. But he couldn't let her

much for the Langford family; she was irreplaceable. And in bed, she was always so willing, so eager-each

skin, brushing away

wanted to leave-but he would never allow

was deep into the night

bed and stepped