The company retreat was held in a sprawling beach villa two hours outside the city — a sleek, glass-walled escape nestled along the Atlantic coast. Layla barely had time to pack before she was shoved onto a shuttle bus with other junior staff, all of them buzzing with excitement. She, however, felt nothing but nerves.

Because she knew he would be there.

And so would his wife.

From the moment she stepped off the bus, Layla sensed something was different. The air was humid with salt ...