Too Late, Mr. Player: Watch Me Shine

Chapter 4

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erior of the Maybach. The man in the backseat was massive, his broad s

popping open a large black umbrella to hold over my h

t seem to be here yet. M

just an embossed gold phone number-and

ou, but

his piercing ice-blue eyes locked onto mine through the dark, mak

ach to the corner, and climbed into

out and was heading for the entrance, Keon lunged at me from behind like a rab

and slammed his palm against

tonight? You humiliated me i

nto his twisted fac

our pride when you had Adria

ealization hit him, before he quickly raked his

it was just a one-time mistake. I'll take you out on the

ath made my stomach turn. I shoved h

eon. You ma

my thumb to the smart lock, stepped inside,

t six the next morning and took a cab to my PR fi

the button to close the doors. Just as the steel panels slid together,

nstantly eating up the space in the cabin and surrounding me

ght elevator lights, I recognized him immediately-Berkley Lambert, the le

his tall frame leaned half an inch toward me, the woo

metal handrail, my heart skipping a be

aze settling on my face, his v

into each other

R instincts kicking i

name, Capta

as the elevator chimed for my floor, he took a poli

ue doesn't know the

the hall into my glass-walled office, my pulse still

ther chair, my phone buzzed on

e for dinner tonight. We need

back a single "Fine," and set

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Xi Yue Romance

“For eight years, I stood by Keon Castillo, eventually becoming his secret wife while he rose to fame as a star forward for the New York Titans. But the illusion shattered when he came home reeking of cheap vanilla perfume, a bright red lipstick stain smeared across his away jersey. He didn't even try to hide his betrayal, openly parading the spoiled heiress Adrianna in front of me and his arrogant family. When I confronted them, his mother called me uncultured trash and kicked me out of their estate into a torrential downpour. I hydroplaned and crashed my SUV on a dark highway, left bleeding and shivering in the freezing rain. But when Keon finally showed up at the emergency room, he didn't ask if I was okay. "Are you completely insane? Faking a car crash just to force me to come home?" He physically dragged me back to our penthouse, then abandoned me at 3 AM while I burned with a post-crash fever, just to go comfort his crying mistress. Staring at the empty room, the sheer absurdity of my devotion made me laugh until I cried, realizing I had given my twenties to a narcissistic monster. But they didn't know I had already tricked him into signing a brutal NHL morality clause worth 1.5 billion dollars. Playing the submissive wife one last time, I secretly packed my bags, cleared the accounts, and walked out the door-leaving him a ruined man, and turning straight toward his biggest rival.”