he street!" Mrs. Carlisle's voice echoed t

nough to leave bruises. She was wearing nothing but a damp bath towel. As they yanked her for

with a headbutt, maybe sweep a leg-she had the training for it. But doing so would cost her the towel completely. An

be smart. She

though her eyes gleamed with triumph. "Auntie, perhaps we should at least let h

"Did she care about our name when she invited another man into her husband's bed?

Alexandra had kneed him moments ago. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple, but

r across her skin. Outside, the manor staff had already gathered. Maids, butlers, and security pe

ad bled before. She wasn't afraid of a fight. But this? Being paraded, stripped of her dignit

st the tangled sheets, her eyes landed on the man sprawled o

Her husband. Her ti

here, perfectly still. His face was pale, his chest rising and falling in the mechanical r

e. A man who knew not

cross the threshold, her bare toes scraping against the marble floor, the last thread o

f a single second. She didn't use the moment to cover her skin or to strike her captors. Instead, she whipped her

room, ragged and deafening. "You bastard! I didn't

force of her outburs

laugh. "She's completely lost h

her face flushing with fury. "Don't

st as their hands clamped d

eep-bee

teady drone of the medical monitor beside the