There, on Bruno's bed, was Bruno-and Beyoncé.

Beyoncé was fully naked, and Bruno was on top of her. Their bodies were tangled together, their lips locked in a deep kiss.

Beauty's heart stopped. She could feel a pulsing sound in her ears.

Her eyes moved to Bruno's hands, wrapped around Beyoncé's slim waist, holding her tightly-shirtless.

For a moment, Beauty couldn't move.

She felt as if the ground had been ripped out from beneath her. The award slipped from ...