Valeria had just spent the weekend helping her cousin Liora with wedding invitations. She held the thick, cream-colored paper while trying to smile as Liora excitedly talked about Raymond…her Raymond…and how he surprised her with a honeymoon suite in Bora Bora.
"He's so possessive," Liora had sighed, blissfully unaware of the knife twisting in Valeria's gut. "He just can't get enough of me."
That confession was just the latest torture. A month ago, it had been, "He's an animal in bed, Ria. I can't walk straight for hours. The things he can do with that mouth... you wouldn't believe it."
Liora's stories weren't just gossips; they became a plan that planted itself in Valeria's mind, growing into a troubling obsession. Valeria worked as Raymond's secretary, a position she had landed mainly
