Chapter 37

The night hung heavy with silence in Alexander's luxurious home. He paced back and forth, since has heard anything from his wife who has left in the early hours of the morning. The soft glow of lamps above cast a welcoming glow on the room, where the air seemed charged with tension.

Alexander moved from the sitting room and sat alone in his home office, his thoughts consumed by the message he had received from Samantha earlier. His wife, Elizabeth, had not yet returned from her visit to Samantha's hideout, and he was filled with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.

The message from Samantha had arrived as a sharp one on his phone, disrupting the calm of the evening. He had read the words over ten times with a furrowed brow, the weight of her threat settling heavily upon him. The words in the message had carried more than a veil of threat, a sense of urgency, and an unspoken determination. Samantha was no longer the meek, submissive maid he had once known. She had grown, evolved, and