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Ex Wife, Now Enemy

Ex Wife, Now Enemy

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Chapter 1 Cracks Beneath the Surface

Word Count: 1039    |    Released on: 12/04/2025

appeared to have it

h a private elevator and a starry view from the rooftop. A walk-in closet filled with bespoke couture, Milan-imported sh

ed the way in which he

. Her silk robe slid off one shoulder as she looked at herself. Dark curls fell down he

st in someone

et. Too quiet. Dominic hadn't c

es. No texts. Not even an empty "working late" text.

eting. Don

dn't,

together that wasn't in the presence of shareholders, reporte

that she stil

stood staring at the place he'd onc

he left the television on mute hanging on the wall, but the images spoke louder t

lon

d. Bea

secr

tomach. She'd known them before. Rumors had been going around

to tell her

elain cup and stood near the window as though she wasn't fa

t expecti

the speaker. "There's just a delivery

eart skipp

's him. Maybe he sent flowers to apologize. Maybe he r

the button.

te gloves and all. He placed the giant arrangement of black ro

if I disposed of

id brusquely

d away w

he envelope bet

ting wasn't

the

rescued me from death by boredom.

a

assi

went cold.

te. Casual. Comfortable. The kind of thank-you you pen after

own slowly, warily, a

ode right into D

his files. His la

r the wa

humb against the biometric reader

s. Stock reports. And a

is work

his pe

hook as she f

Not even a

mind if someone

omach

up. Notificatio

n she s

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ass

st got caught in your office

ouldn't

uldn't

as a blade pie

th

mini

oesn't see anything sh

nd tore its way

easy to

that the man she loved-the man she'd married-ha

phone as thoug

idn't

t

the phone on the floor, the card on the counter, the

, she went back

pa

fits. Her mother's locket. A photo of her and Dominic on

oto into her bag

ns, a turtleneck, and flats. No m

at cried M

the still-wrapped black rose bouquet, and the life s

linked as he

a'

house at Fifth. Don'

hesitated.

as the city appeared to p

empty guest apartment. By herself. In th

acking, soul-cry sobs that felt like betrayal and regret

until her

er eyes

body was

he sto

to the

d her

t herself in

host. Not

Arian

d to her reflect

m d

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