The Unwanted Wife

Daphne

The humiliation of the other night should have been enough to keep me away. A normal woman, a woman with a shred of dignity left in her designer marrow, would have locked herself in her room and plotted her exit. But the itch under my skin—that relentless, agonizing hunger that had been sparked by Damian and neglected by Kaelen—was driving me mad. I felt like a ghost haunting my own hallwa