Once a broken Billonaire
a's
her chair, facing the man who was me
cky grin, sat easily at the other end of the t
lap to stop them from shaki
calm voice.
ack. But you can call me Greg." His voice was smooth, co
hundred thousand dollars if you help
the world, his blue eyes sparkling with joy. "Two million."
ot to trust this careless, smug trader. But there was no ti
illion. But you better not fail me." Greg
e calmed down, my heart was a racing drum inside my chest. I was gam
his fingers dancing across the keys. I stood behind him,
lt like a tick
hours
s cracked through the quie
id we lose it all?" My voice was barely
e the sweat on his face. "Relax. I said no, not
a cage, chewing on my lip until it bled. T
ong hour
g's lips. His wh
this, Aria!" he shouted, tur
eath c
profits... they ha
nd percen
"Congratulations, boss lady
n days, my lungs reme
e in waves. With shaking fingers, I pulled open my de
a second thought. "Your
leasure doing bu
ppeared from my life - the r
king at the ceiling, laughing
did
ed my
ng time, I call
llo,
t worth just skyrocketed to fourteen trillion do
wn, the marketing team's rep burst i
sharply, my nerves
ust hit a hundred percent profit
my eyes
d sweeter than
rdered, "and make sure they kn
phone was explodi
es like
cle: From Rui
Who Outsmart
strange, distant feeling.
was my
ext mo
nto my office, breathing li
ws, Ma!"
d a brow
us... they want back in. They're off
laugh. "Tell the
dropped ope
rds the window feeling like
y take new blood. I d
quickly. "Un
d. "Let's make it official. Announce it: 'Grande Corp
it,
r twenty new partn
ng, bursting with energy and power. I had bui
s, a knock sounded on my door. "Come
otsteps shuffled. I glance
ia
man who crushed my
lammed into me - the deception, the tears,
... smalle
the office, taking in the w
ke, his voice t
old me... abo
rt cold as ice. "Did I o
allowe
me for two years. If
, words fa
, a wicked smile playing on
ted unco
ever have left. Aria, I mad
inch of me radiating
with the weight of the past. "I sacrificed my world for y
eyes, but I refuse
th back..." My voice broke. "Y
r, despair scratc
nd. Foolish. Selfish. I want to
sour sound that ec
I said, my voice striking
. I am not your backup plan.
o close he could feel my
ashes you left behind. Str
filled
l to hi
ere, in m
gging yo
oken shell of a man who once
, my voice st
ad your
"Security," I called through the spea
ding," I ordered coolly. Liam's
one asking. I was reborn, a