With the other mansions cleaned, Selina returned to Zane's mansion to finish the scrubbing task with a fresh bucket of soapy water and a brush. But the moment she stepped inside, a muffled sound drifted through the quiet house—a woman's moan.
Selina froze, her brows furrowing in confusion. She glanced around, trying to place the sound, until her gaze shifted toward a room beside the master bedroom.
"Uhmm… baby! You're huge and so good!"
The voice made her chest tighten. It was familiar.
The mop and bucket slipped from her hands with a soft thud as she slowly climbed the stairs, each step heavier than the last, as though her body were warning her not to go further. Not to see.
But disbelief tugged her forward—he wouldn't go this far, not even if they were in a loveless marriage.
When she reached the door, slightly ajar, her breath caught in her throat.
