Married To The Vulture Of Wall Street
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lection in the spotted mirror of the City Clerk's bathroom. Her mascara was perfect. Her skin was pale, translucent under
bottle. The label read Sertraline, her supposed lifeline, the chemical leash her fathe
tioning herself to mimic the slight hand tremor associated with Se
the only thing real about that moment. Her phone buzzed against the marble countert
o his favorite coat two days ago. Preston Hayes. Her fiancé. He was tangled in sheets at SoHo House,
r watch. Forty
The Miller Group would be carved up like a Thanksgiving turkey, and her father would sell the scraps to the highest bidder. Her t
trayed. She felt the cold, hard click o
oor with a military cadence. The waiting area was a purgatory of beige walls and nervo
ing his foot. He was wearing a custom Tom Ford suit that cost more than mos
d, replaced by a practiced, dazzling smile. It was the smile that
. "You're dragging your feet. We're going
st. It was a possessive ge
muscle memory honed from years of do
empty air. His smile fal
dropping to that patronizing tone he used when he wanted t
k. She just hel
brightness was turned all the way up. The
reaction to fear. She watched it happen with clinica
ck, locking the screen and gripping the
said. Her v
irts-stopped whispering and stared. The hum of the
ace. He smelled of expensive cedar aid. It was stress relief. It means nothing. Thin
act of infidelity or dishonesty prior to the signing of t
You're a liability, Ivy. You're the crazy daughter fresh out of a Swiss clinic. No on
thing didn't hitch. She looked at him
ing the contr
into her tendons, grinding bone agains
he growled. "We are going to that
erage. "Are you going to assault her in a government buildin
the metal detectors watching them. He let go of her wr
morning, fast-tracking the 24-hour waiting period, was only valid until 5 PM. Without a signature that day, she lost everything. Not just
rom Preston. She
omeone male. Someone who looked like they
rented tuxedos and the sentimental cou
she s
s wearing a black overcoat that absorbed the light around him.
looking
etely devoid of warmth. He looked like a p