From Secret Mistress to Sterling Queen

ynasty to be the secret mistress of tech mogul Julian Thorn

nded as Julian bid on my grandmother' s vintage

m me, announcing his executive assistant, Brianna, as his fiancée and sliding

n, with a devastating smirk, whispered only to me, "Don't look so sa

to be kept in a box, utterly betraying five years

se, giving me one hour before security escorted me out, m

trust, for a conventional wife and a public spectacle, acting as if

ble mistress, easily replaced and forgo

declared "We're done, Julian," and walked away, ready