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Traded For Ambition: The Mistress Strikes Back

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 786    |    Released on: 05/01/2026

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a glass of scotch, his knuckles white

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Traded For Ambition: The Mistress Strikes Back
Traded For Ambition: The Mistress Strikes Back
“I spent five years laundering Ethan Cole's dirty money through my architectural designs, believing his lies that I was the love of his life, not just his mistress. But the moment he secured a marriage alliance with the Vances, I became a liability. I tried to resign quietly, but his new fiancée, Isabella, wanted sport. She didn't just fire me; she destroyed me. At a high-society gala, she projected my private, intimate photos onto the big screen while the city's elite laughed. I looked at Ethan, begging him to stop it. He didn't flinch. He just sipped his scotch and watched me get dragged out by security. It got worse. Desperate for my severance pay to leave town, I met Ethan one last time. He didn't give me a check. Instead, he locked me in a library with a corrupt official, telling me I had to "service" the man to secure a zoning permit. He had literally sold me for a signature. I escaped into the pouring rain with nothing but the clothes on my back, realizing the man I loved was a monster who viewed me as disposable property. I was shivering in an alley, waiting to die, when a black SUV pulled up. The window rolled down to reveal Noah Miller-the most dangerous Don in the city and Ethan's mortal enemy. He didn't look at me with lust or pity. He looked at me with cold fury. "Get in," Noah said, unlocking the door. "Let's go remind them why you don't throw away a diamond."”
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