Vanessa's POV

I'd lasted exactly four days pretending it had been a one-time mistake.

Four days of avoiding Jake's knowing looks across the breakfast table. Four days of finding excuses to leave rooms when we were alone. Four days of lying next to Richard at night and remembering how Jake had made me scream in this same bed while my husband had been working late.

Four days of touching myself obsessively every time I was alone, replaying every moment, every sensation, every filthy word Jake had said while he'd fucked me better than my husband ever had.

Four days of slowly losing my mind.

And then Richard had announced he...