Noleen’s POV

“What the hell was that?” My voice was cold and sharp, cutting through the silence.

Maria lifted her chin defiantly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Her audacity only fueled my rage. I stepped closer, my shadow looming over her.

“Don’t lie to me. Are you seriously denying I just caught you with my brother?”

A sly smile curved her lips. “Oh, that. Your brother’s attractive. You know that, don’t you?”

“Answer me,” I growled, my fists clenched at my sides.

“Why should it matter to you?” she shot back, her voice unyielding. “You’ve made it clear what I am to you—a maid, a sex slave, your...