Footsteps faded away, but someone remained stationed outside the main door.
Helena was paralyzed with humiliation.
Sebastian, on the other hand, was utterly unfazed, his actions growing even more brazen.
As the noise outside increased, cold sweat drenched her spine.
Then, her phone—which was trapped against the sink counter—began to vibrate loudly.
The screen lit up with Julian's name.
She had been gone too long, and he was coming to find her.
She couldn't answer it.
Sebastian let out a cruel sneer. "Not going to pick up?" he rasped, his voice thick with lust.
Pure terror flashed in her eyes.
After years of marriage, she knew the twisted depths of his cruelty.
He would actually answer it just to destroy her.
She shook her head frantically, reaching desperately for the phone to prove she didn't care about the call, desperate to keep him away from it.
Sebastian saw right through her.
He knew she was terrified of Julian discovering them.
"If you won't answer it, I will," he stated flatly.
"No—!" she gasped.
It was too late.
The sickening sound of fabric tearing filled the stall as he ripped her dress, rendering her completely exposed.
He snatched the phone and swiped to answer.
Helena's face went deathly pale.
She was pushed to the absolute brink, utterly defenseless against his tyranny.
She clamped both hands over her mouth, biting her palms to stifle her own screams.


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