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Hell hath no greater fury...

Proserpina

I rose up from my seat in a surge of horror and fury. My heart was pounding so loudly, I could hear it hammering in my chest. Sweeping up my phone, I ran out, up the stairs to the room Lucien had taken as his study.

I noticed Beatrice who was holding Claude, watching me in some consternation.

“Chile,’ she called out in anxiety,

“Are you okay?’

I nodded and then shook my head as I tore up, my yoga pants and long Tee not hampering me. Dimly, I was aware of Sophie in the background, watching. She seemed to be on edge, observing me carefully and ther was something strange about her behaviour. But I was too upset to care about anything. I had to see my husband. And I had to have it out with him; NOW.

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When I threw open the door, the first thing I saw was the ashen-faced look on Lucien’s face as he stood with Beston, a phone in the other man’s hands. They turned to look at me as I stormed in, the tears flowing down my cheeks.

‘You horny …bastard!’ I screamed and launched mysel
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calhounmira
he going to go crazy for real his time and I can't wait till they find out about Sophie but Schwartz is going to come and try and save her
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