He Chose The Mistress, Losing His True Queen
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the digital fortress for the
Brendan Wiggins's si
phone buzzed unde
his mistress: a posi
right now," the caption read.
dan. He smiled and held my hand,
me because he saved
I was a barren asset he kept around to loo
t the disrespect because
as w
divorce him-you d
t to kill him. T
d to er
the offshore accounts only I could acc
market chemist for a proce
t wipes the mind clean. A t
was out celebrating his ba
the empty house and the melted w
wn looking for me, but he
n who loved him
pte
ery
de the hollowed-out core of *The Odyssey*,
that shattered my world:
celebrating right now, and you are just the f
se of the mahogany dinner
, he was slicing into his rare steak with the same su
iled
the Commission he was a civilized businessman, rather than a b
is fine, Ell
nd that used to make my toes curl
as l
t just his wife; I was the one who
his GPS signal had be
been at
t Side, a property I had personally purchased through a
tect of the Wig
dering schemes that transmuted cocaine
that kept the FBI out and t
ng car wreck ten years ago, the genius girl
osed to be
uice pool on his china plate, I
nother asset
s could b
gh under the table, a phantom bu
text f
o this
it contained, but the masochistic urge
and mechanical as I walked to the bathro
nd sank onto the ed
ed the
, but the voices
nctional," Bren
he speaker, yet clear as a
and the house, Kiya
reflection in t
woman he h
eg
le
he point o
silence-was the only re
his secrets
d out of his Egyp
hen he came home smelling of
a ch
woman I had treated
a betrayal of o
lation of th
breach of
ggins didn
wned
eed to my life simply bec
ment to his own power: pe
nts could
at had escaped my eye, sme
dn't
n't s
er me-the same icy mindset I used when I was restruct
ed my
ck, turning my mouth
to the dining ro
e?" Brendan asked, reaching ac
eavy with the weight of th
g is perfe
etter th
his unborn bastard, I was already calculating the l
oing to di
t divorc
scape
he police, the judges, and half
d to
hysic
he Don's wife, had
nife in his hand, glint
want to
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