Emily’s POV

My feet felt like lead as I walked back up the grand staircase.

Every word Charlotte had purred in that dark kitchen kept repeating in my head like a scratched record, getting louder and nastier with every step I took.

“Let me teach you how to actually please a man like Daniel... he loves it when you suck his dick while he's fast asleep in the morning.”

A wave of nausea hit me so hard I had to pause on the landing, gripping the cold marble railing until my knuckles turned white. I hated her. I hated how easily she knew how to sink her sharp, dirty claws...