Catherine Blackwood did not do "third wheel."
And she certainly didn't accept second place.
Not in business.
Not in competition.
And sure as hell not in this.
The water lapped at her thighs as she stood there, watching Victoria press herself against Alex with that easy, natural possessiveness that spoke of ownership, of history, of being first.
And the worst part?
Catherine could outlast Victoria.
Physically, at least.
She was an enhanced being... modifications coursing through her veins that made her stronger, faster, more resilient than any baseline human had a right to be.
Her stamina wasn't just superior; it was supernatural.
She could fight Alex to the very end, match his inhuman endurance with her own enhanced physiology, take everything he could give and beg for more while Victoria collapsed from exhaustion.
Could be the one woman who truly matched him in raw physical capability.
