Chapter 10

Dorian's anger surged, his temples throbbing violently, and his vision flared crimson. He forced himself to calm down and continued scrolling through the chat logs. Every single message felt like a knife stabbing at his nerves. It hit him—Joanna had manipulated Miranda into going to an upscale club, where she had overheard everything he said. Joanna had been sending her explicit videos almost every day. All this had happened without his knowledge. Miranda had been tormented like this, right under his nose. "Joanna Goodwin!" The panic, confusion, and rage that had been coiling inside him finally erupted. Dorian felt like a lion, wild with fury, desperate to tear something apart. He paced the empty living room three times before calling his bodyguards. "Go to the villa on the outskirts and bring Joanna to me—now!" he ordered. … Meanwhile, Joanna carried several pieces of luggage into the villa Dorian had bought for her. The villa had three full floors, plus a basement entertainme