riella's lips. So this was w
out of the New York City Civil Courthouse, each
second she saw the divorce papers in Damian's hand. She'd fina
hifted in the woman-her striking features were even more captivating now, but
ous of that face. Now, she'd
lked away with nothing," Hayleigh simpered, voic
the Ohio Rust Belt. It had been a blessing for her to even be
ss laugh. Even now, Hayleigh was
they'd shipped her off to live with distant relatives in the Rust Belt the second she was born, never checking i
ior, immediately sent to an elite private boarding school in Swi
Gabriella learned the truth: the family had found their re
ing to her. She'd only come back to New York to
been sent away in the first place:
ian had met the sweet, innocent Hayleigh on a business trip to Europe, and fallen head over hee
photos of her and Damian in bed, over and
ld and unapologet
glance. "Don't trouble yourself, Miss Bla
straight, she hailed a yellow cab on the side of the ro
y because she knew the other t
l his knuckles turned white, veins bulging in his fore
gait been so o
ew York traffic, gaze fixed on the empty road
to his arm. "That backwoods hick is finally gone, a
d barely wait to call her pare
, but his voice was soft and tender when h
ill be so happy when he hears you're divorced. Le
self. He looked down at the sweet, innocent young woman in front of him, and smile
good. Gone completely. It was all thanks to her mother's flawless plan
t Side townhouse. His phone buzzed in his pocket, caller ID flashing the CEO o
ly, climbing out and wai
, voice low and gravelly
y warehouse with a knife to my throat, made me sign that damn contract. I put a bullet in her side, and she dug that slug out with
tly, his blood turning to ice in h
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