Selena avoided his gaze.

Leaning against the headboard, she spoke softly, her voice steady but laced with cool detachment. “I imagine the terms you laid out last night include my silence about Scarlett—and about the other women who will surely follow. Isn’t that right?”

Zavier said nothing.

Selena continued, her tone sharpening with every word. “Zavier, the moment you chose to get involved with Scarlett, you stopped considering how I feel. And ...