Jess POV
Fury burns through me like wild fire.
I slam the plates down on the kitchen counter, the sound of them crashing against the surface barely registering through the storm of rage in my mind.
I scream loudly, feeling the pressure build up in my chest like it's about to explode.
The servants must have heard, but they know better than to come near me when I'm like this. They won’t dare ask me what’s wrong, not when they know I’m ready to skin them alive.
I can’t stand it anymore. It’s like I’m losing my grip on everything. Why isn’t anything going my way?
How is Selene still alive? I thought for sure this time would work. I paid a small fortune for that job to be done right.
She’s not some kind of magician, not some supernatural being. She’s just a woman.
So how the hell is
