End of the Charade

Kaelen watched as Seraphine strutted into the lift in her stilettos. There was something sensual about her that left more to be desired.

He experienced a hitch in his breath.

By the time he got a grip on himself, Kaelen was met with Giselle’s tearful eyes and discolored face. He peevishly furrowed his brows.

“Giselle, what do you have to say for yourself about the charity dinner?”

“Kaelen, I