Emily P.O.V.
The whole mansion resonated with echoes from the blaring car horn. At first, I thought it was a mistake, but when it went off repeatedly, I knew what was going on. While I sat down at the table, looking at the delicious orange-glazed duck I had prepared especially for Beta Fabio, I knew he was blazingly insulting me in the worst way possible by having s*x with my maid in his car in front of my home. He was tired of my refusal to be intimate with him, so this was my punishment.
I blocked out Constantine's attempts to offer solace to me. I just thought about the fact that, right now, I should be marrying Michele'. I should be marrying her son, Alpha Michele'.
How did my life come down to this moment in time? Beta Fabio, who was totally beneath me, was mocking me.
Suddenly,
