Brendan was possessed. His kisses were like a heated iron brand making its conquest downward.

Deirdre knew she could not struggle her way out of it, so she… stopped.

She turned her head away from him as a tear escaped her eye and disappeared into the sheet.

Disgust filled her eyes. “Be quick. Then, tomorrow morning, we’ll file for divorce straight away. After that, don’t you ever show your disgusting face in front of me again.”

It was as though she had poured a bucket of freezing water all