EX-HUSBAND'S BOSS FOR VALENTINE

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Montclair, I tell myself as I slide open my phone, heading straight to Google. I know the firstbo

entire family shows up. There is Damien Royal Montclair

question myself, and I hear my fa

As the firstborn, it is your duty to carry this family, but you

s stupid mess feels. I do not even know how to tell this story to an

ess, I would have recognized the name instantly. But no, I spent years avoiding that world, p

charming face, which I now have to accept, belongs to a Montclair. "I have been look

ere are so many faces, and I

t a smile on my face, but deep down, I want to rewind time-even to the first day I met Brady's stup

my hand, causing me

e you will get at least a million

ist, pressing his lips to mine. For a moment, I am stiff, but then I kiss him back. His lips taste so good

"Looks like I'm int

n my waist, and turns to face Beatr

ou can save this for later. The entire family is here," she says, and Royal slides hi

re?" he asks, and his

plies in an un

clair's wealth?" she says in defense, reminding me of my misfortune before

ng at me again, and my heart thumps hard as I wo

clusters of wealthy elites murmuring about us. At the end o

are. They look similar to Royal, but he has th

in a sleek black suit, while Roger stands casually with one

breath before leadin

smoothly, and they bot

king my skin prickle. "So, this is o

she is," he replies, then he turns to me and mak

ife, Chyna, compliments me, and Sie

at my chin feels like it will break. "You both look

e they swim in money. Sienna has the prettiest blonde hair I have ever seen,

, did she hold a gun to your head?" Roger comments,

like that,"

of us at home, so have your fun in publi

proval. Rob, however, just watches me, making i

"I'd rather spend my time with people who don

, setting his drink down on the

al mutters und

ate, a warm, amused voi

oys, b

d to see Gran

s about family." She turns to me, her lips curling into a smile. "And speaking of family, my dear, you must be thirst

de her, holding a tra

to all of us. "A special toast for

k our glass

ard the far side of the room, where Brady and Portia stand like di

ew

to my lips and dri