Shutting Out The Mercers

Helena gripped the leather seat, her manicured nails digging into the upholstery. "Could that ungrateful little bitch be using her looks to seduce Felix? Is she trash-talking us in his bed, trying to turn him against us?"

Silas's eyes went wide in shock as he processed Helena's venomous theory. The stifling heat of the parked car only made the tension thicker. "Callista wouldn't really be that he