Ever since Jane’s mother passed away, the sprawling mansion had turned into a revolving door for her father’s string of mistresses.
But a man like her father... never truly stopped for anyone.
"You knew all along, didn't you!"
Nira lunged toward Jane, her trembling finger pointed at her stepdaughter’s face.
"It seems..." Jane murmured, her voice dropping into a husky register. A faint, sharp smirk played on her lips.
"That you’re feeling very hungry tonight, Nira."
"Then I’ll make sure you get exactly what you came for. I'm going to feed you until you're absolutely full."
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