Lora sat in her lover’s living room; the only sound in the house was the ticking of an antique clock. She sat, dressed in a black corset with black silk stockings and heels, waiting. She burned with anger. Lora knew her lover was married. Jake had told her that from the start. But when she saw him out in public with his wife, Jake wouldn’t even acknowledge her. That was unacceptable. Lora knew she could get her revenge by...