It wasn't the first time Luka had brought up his ex-wife Serenity in the middle of a fight.
He knew exactly how to use a comparison to cut her deep, and he loved twisting the blade.
When he'd been married to Serenity, he never worried about being monitored.
She was rational, elegant—beautiful in a way that didn't need effort.
Otherwise she wouldn't have had a daughter as stunning as Maeve.
When Serenity learned he'd kept a mistress in a little apartment across town, she didn't cry or scream.
She simply handed him divorce papers.
She'd married quietly and left cleanly.
Even now, Luka regretted not begging her to stay.
If Isla hadn't given him a son and a daughter, she would never have been allowed through the Morales family's front door.
Isla went livid. "Every time we fight, you compare me to that bitch Serenity. She's the one you can't forget, isn't she—your precious ‘one that got away'?"
Luka didn't even deny it. "Yes. There will always be a place for her in my heart."
She'd been the first woman he'd ever truly loved.
The memories of that first love were burned into him for life.
Isla sneered. "Then if she mattered so much, why do you hate the daughter she gave you?"
"Admit it. The only person you love in this world is yourself."
"Serenity saw how cold you were—that's why she took her daughter and disappeared."
Smack.
Exposed, Luka slapped Isla hard across the face. "Shut your mouth, you bitch."
Isla slapped him back. "Calling me a bitch—like you're any better."
And in front of the entire household staff, the couple erupted into another violent brawl.
Anya Morales, watching from the sidelines, wasn't even shocked anymore.

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