Defying The Laws Of The Packs

Broken Ring, Billionaire Secrets: Watch Me Shine

Cornelia

I sat on the edge of the examination table, the crinkle of the sanitary paper sounding like thunder in the sterile room. The doctor didn't even look at me as he confirmed the news: the pregnancy was over. My husband, Keyon, didn't answer my call. He just sent an automated text: "In a meeting." When I returned to our cold mansion, I found his iPad glowing with a message from his "muse," Katina. He was throwing her a secret gala tonight-on our third wedding anniversary. He told her he couldn't wait to escape the "boring" and "draining" atmosphere I created at home. Keyon didn't stumble in until 3 AM, smelling of Katina's perfume with a smear of red on his collar. When I handed him the divorce papers, he laughed in my face. He called me a "glorified housekeeper" with no skills and no future, promising I'd be back in three days begging for a subway ticket. He even bet his friends ten thousand dollars that I wouldn't survive a week without his name. He had his assistant cancel my credit cards and block my gate access before I even reached the end of the driveway. He wanted me to starve. He wanted me to crawl. He sat in his office, mocking the "desperate" woman who pawned her three-million-dollar wedding ring for scrap metal just to pay for a meal. I stood on the rainy curb, watching the man I had protected for three years treat my life like trash. He didn't know about the ultrasound I just threw in the bin. He didn't know that while he was calling me "dull," I was the one secretly writing the code that kept his billion-dollar empire from collapsing. As I slid into a cheap Uber, I opened a hidden, encrypted app on my phone. The screen refreshed to a dashboard for an account Keyon didn't know existed. The balance was ten figures long-the accumulated wealth of "Solaris," the world's most elusive tech genius. Keyon thinks he just evicted a parasite, but he's about to find out he just declared war on the only person who can hit "delete" on his entire life.

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RORA

“Rora, there’s someone on the door for you!”

I just finished my daily makeup when Jill, my roommate, called out from the living room. She sounded excited for some reason.

“In a minute, Jill!”

I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit me at the moment. Also, it’s 7:10 am on a Monday.

After removing the curlers on my hair, I got up and went out of my room. I’m still so tired after the lectures on taxation laws from last night that the exhaustion turned out to be dark circles under my eyes. I did my best to cover it with concealer, but I guess I’m too tired that no concealer can save it.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I noticed a third person in the living room. He was talking to Jill and she was nodding. It didn’t take long before her eyes met mine and she broke into a grin.

And then the man turned around.

My lips parted. It’s Sean. My fiance.

Sean has sleek black hair that’s always combed back. Since we were in high school he’d been an eye-catcher, which isn’t surprising at all since he’s everyone’s dream type: tall, dark and handsome. He’s also the kindest person I know. Maybe those were also the reasons why my parents chose him to be my future husband. The best they know.

“Rora! I’m sorry I haven’t called beforehand.” - he walked towards me and gave me a peck on the right cheek.

I saw Jill raised her eyebrow. She knows the whole story of how I brought myself in this situation, but this is the first time she’s met Sean.

“It’s okay. Are you here for a meeting in the city?” - I asked. He’s been busy managing his family’s hotel business since the turn of the year.

Sean shook his head.

“No, I visited a potential hotel branch nearby. I just came to drive you to work…maybe?”

I licked my lips. Sean understands the situation, too. He knows I only agreed to the marriage because I had no choice; because it’s the only way my parents would let me continue my law school after finding out about it after three years.

I turned to look at Jill, who nodded frantically.

“Fine. Are you sure?” - I asked.

“Yeah. It’s the least I can do.”

I gave him a shy smile. I guess the last time I saw him was two weeks ago when I visited him at the office to deliver some plans for the wedding. I got caught up with law school stuff right after that. And I guess he got busy with work, too.

I nodded and excused myself to get my bag. From the background, I can see Jill wiping the washed dishes clean and placing them back on the cabinets. She’s already on her work clothes so I guess we’re both ready to go.

“Are you sure you haven’t forgotten anything?” - Sean asked as he looked at me up and down.

I frowned and shook my head.

“Nothing, it’s just… I’m used to seeing you with a huge backpack and a thick book on your hand. Don’t you have class tonight?”

I chuckled.

“Nah, Judge Ramona has an urgent work tonight. He can’t meet us for class.”

There’s a sudden illumination on Sean’s face. Behind us, Jill got into the car and closed the door.

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