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ersary with my husband, Adam. Next, tomorrow was the set date. I had already hired the best

ebrated our marriage anniversary with a huge banquet, and this year, it was no different. Every

as she approached the dining room with her mom sauntering behind.

n envelope on the white marble table, the

ckered between the envelope, Lo

w. But they both despised and treated me like I was filth.

ed back

apers. Time's up, you gold-digging slut."

rinkled her nose. Oh, she always crinkled her nose whe

hite paper. My eyes dragged to the bottom of the paper, where Adam's signature was unmistakably seen. My e

s?" I asked, the strain in m

orry ass up, and leave. My brother is fucking done with your slutty natur

what was happening. Adam and I saw each other this

racy strutted towards me, moving closer to probab

e she caught up. Tracy growled in a

inching backward till I leaned on the dark

e papers," Louisa yelled, tapping her

hem. "I'll wait fo

to ruin it, introducing their friend and friend's daughter respectively to him. I have bee

mack sliced through the silence as she struck my face. "

my eyes. Was it because of the slap or the divorce pape

at. This has to be their doing. Adam always p

hing more, just left the room wit

to an end when the familiar rev struggled beneath the cla

r as I stomped toward the front door, anticipation and trepidatio

chills down my spine-as he shrugged off his partially drenched coat

though it was a contract marriage, I thought what we had was real. Was i

My words hung in my pa

What don't you understand?" Louisa yelled from bel

o me. I don't understand. Why the sudden change of heart Adam?" My ches

, and my b

ed tha

ad. "It's not a game, Harper. You should sign the

ng, heavy w

es, engraving pain. Blood rushed to my ears, and my head felt

She tossed the pen at me. "Sign the

ipped in; I act as his wife a

nd of chill dashed down my spine. I

ract is done. Leave." Adam's

ke he was some sort of god-savior. Tears as hot as hell, dribbled down my cheeks bu

legs away as he g

caliber. Bethany, the daughter of conglomerate tycoon Walter Reed. S

d his expression told

der boomed outside and th

It would never be good enough for me

he pen and wiped the tears off my face. But it only poured out more, as heavy as the

ter all, it was my fault-I got too fucking co

acy and Louisa's faces, I handed over th

he things my son got for you? Oh no, no sweetheart. Y

ggled in a

d, "Get her out of here." He turned to the security man who I hadn't noticed standin

His rough calloused hand bruised my skin. I winced as he pulled me out of the house into t

nd elbows grazed against the wet, cold tarred ground.

the gate, like a sinner cast o

lattered on my skin as if I was a punching bag for its agony. The blisters formed on my ba

jittered as the coldness devou

down gracefully, revealing a man with hair as black as a sky with no moon, and a face chis

old stir up something

at, one that burned my cold breath-burned through my

h the fog of pain that had clouded my thoughts.

st conglomerate CEO in New York,