In the bathroom, Aurora Sterling had just taken off her nightgown and was about to shower when she heard the clear, beautiful voice of a woman from outside.
Aurora Sterling froze, her eyes fixed on the closed bathroom door as if trying to see through it to the scene in the room beyond.
She stood motionless in the bathroom, listening quietly to the sounds from outside.
The only other woman in the villa was Ms. Sutton. But the woman speaking with Damien Valerius outside was definitely not her. Judging by the voice, neither the age nor the tone matched Ms. Sutton's; it sounded more like a young woman's.
And what's more, she called Damien Valerius—Damien.
Aside from Damien Valerius's close relatives, his elders, and Aurora herself, no one else called him that. Between a man and a woman, such an address was unequivocally intimate.
It was easy to imagine that this person's relationship with Damien Valerius was anything but simple.
