"You are so beautiful, Serra," Adonis repeated, his voice thick with intoxication. Even if Eugenia had missed it the first time, the second utterance was unmistakable. "So, so beautiful that it's annoying," he slurred, collapsing onto her.
Her heart skipped a beat. Who is Serra? She wondered if this mystery woman is the reason Adonis barely acknowledges her as his wife. Despite their marriage being over two weeks old, this was the closest he had ever gotten to her.
"You always get on my nerves, but there’s no denying that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve seen in a long while," he continued, his words muddled and heavy. In his intoxicated state, he was envisioning Ishtar, seeing her instead of Eugenia.
Eugenia's face contorted with confusion and jealousy. Who was this Serra? She had
