Vadim was wrong, Essence decided. Life did indeed get better.
For three full weeks after the explosion at the Angevin estate and then Vadim’s complete and utter grasp of control of his family’s company, Vadim had been the most attentive, kind, and adoring partner on the planet.
They’d gone to play at the club multiple times, often staying alone in a room with a two-way mirror. She couldn’t see who was out there, but they could see her and everything Vadim did to her. She found it was his favorite way to play because Vadim was a possessive beast of a man and didn’t like it as much as he thought he would when his guests wanted to touch Essence.
He also lived out his fantasy of them having s*x in the stacks at the library. They’d almost gotten caught, security chasing them through the buil
