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No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return
I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.Anastasia POV
''Ana, hurry up, you're going to be late!'' My sister, Alexis echoed through the door. Roughly sighing, I closed the bathroom lights and head out from my bedroom.
''Do I look okay?'' I asked nervously, brushing my pink blouse in a speed motion.
''You look fine, " She tucked my hair behind my ear and fixed my glasses a bit.
I nodded slowly and respond ''I don't think I can do it.''
''You can, okay? You will get the job, can you please stop overthinking?''
''I'll try."
''Relax Ana. Everything's going to be okay. Here are my keys. Drive safe, and dinner is at six.'' I mouthed 'thank you' to Alexis and walked out of the apartment.
Today is the day that I am going to be interviewed at the Lange Corporations by the one and only millionaire Fabian Lange.
Lange Corporations is a multi-millionaire company that's well known for their exquisite fashion collections here in Tallahassee, FL. The company is also a client of Calvin Klein and C.L. Enterprise NYC.
Very chic, trendy, and full of colors.
I'm so fucking nervous, I really think that I'm going to pee in my pants. I haven't been so nervous for a while, just thinking about trying to get into Lange spark my skin, releasing a domino effect of goosebumps all over my body.
If I don't get in, I'm screwed.
It's my only way to be a fashion stylist at this luxurious company. It has been a dream of mine to be part of it and I know there are many fashion companies I could be with; but this, this is my chance to own my career to my full potential.
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Arriving at the Corporations, I went to the receptionist at the front desk who was gossiping like there's no tomorrow. Her blonde hair was pulled back tightly to the point that you could see her scalp.
Poor girl.
She smacked her gum loudly and gave me that "what the fuck you want" look.
"How can I help you?" She said, smacking her gum again.
"M.. my... name is Anastasia, I'm here for the interview of the—"
"The collections? Right?" She interrupted.
Nodded slowly I let out a soft chuckle and cleared my throat anxiously. She smacked her gum once again that made me cringe at the rapid motion of chewing on her gum.
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Opposites Attract
''The beat relations in this world are those who have an understanding of their differences'' Opposites Attract. Both Anastasia and Fabian are extremely stubborn by nature. Once they make up their minds, it's very difficult to change it. Fabian Lange has a fine taste in almost everything,/0/31158/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220801101606&imageMogr2/format/webp)
