**Trigger Warning! For Matured Readers Only**

Sky didn’t just step forward. She stormed into Abigail’s space like she owned the fucking floor beneath them.

Abigail stood smugly, lips curled, arms folded under her still-exposed tits like she was proud of the sick, humiliating show she just put on.

Sky smiled.

But it wasn’t sweet.

It was the smile of a woman who was about to verbally gut a bitch.

“Who the fuck,” Sky hissed, voice sharp and soaked in venom, “do you think you are slutting around my soon-to-be husband, you desperate, cum-drenched relic?”

Abigail’s smirk faltered, but just for a second. She recovered quickly, tossing her hair back and...