Chapter 3 - The Cream-Colored Envelope
Dominic’s natural micro-expressions shifted from calm curiosity to absolute, terrifying stillness. The color violently drained from his face.
The pretty lady who kisses him.
Serena.
She was his girlfriend of six months. An attractive, elegant woman in her 30s with wavy brunette hair. Dominic had trusted her enough to bypass his usual security protocols and move her into his private estate. He believed she loved him. He believed she was safe.
Dominic didn't make a sound. He slowly stood up, peering around the edge of the marble staircase, his eyes locked on the dim music room.
In the background, illuminated by the moonlight filtering through the windows, Serena stood entirely alone by the grand piano. She was wearing a cream satin slip dress, her wavy hair falling over her shoulder. She looked incredibly cunning, completely dropping the sweet, devoted facade she wore when Dominic was in the room.
Thinking she was entirely unobserved, Serena reached into the bodice of her satin dress. She pulled out a thick, unmarked, cream-colored envelope.
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With quick, practiced movements, she lifted the piano lid just enough to slide the envelope deep inside the instrument, hiding it perfectly.
👉 What did Serena say to the person who gave her that hidden envelope?
