Chapter 106 Your Sanctuary

• His voice cut through the air like a sharp blade, slicing through the tense atmosphere. In mere seconds, guards materialized, their heavy footsteps echoing ominously as Rafayel descended the grand staircase with the deliberate, predatory grace of a wolf stalking its prey.
• “I'm uncertain who permitted you entry into my domain,” he said, his voice a low, dangerous whisper that thundered through the air like a storm warning. “But I demand you leave. Now. And cease harassing my wife with baseless accusations of her lingering affection for that detestable man. A corrupt scoundrel like Terrell was never worthy of Leslie's name, much less her presence.”
• Irene's head jerked up, defiance burning in her eyes, her pride seeping into every syllable. “Do you know what she did to me? I was hemorrhaging while giving birth to Terrell's child, and she—she was with him—“