Chapter 2

Burning in Madness Chapter 02 

I was getting a divorce. 

Fueled by that spiteful resolve, I ditched my security the second the runway show wrapped and crashed the Victoria’s Secret afterparty. 

I drowned myself in tequila and strobe lights until 3 a.m. I shamelessly ground against a few up–and–coming actors, practically begging the paparazzi to snap some dirty proof of an 

“affair.” 

It would be the perfect ammunition to slap on Arthur’s desk tomorrow alongside the divorce papers. 

The elevator doors silently parted to the penthouse.