From Secret Mistress to Sterling Queen

e city lights smeared across the window, a blur of color

out below us. He wanted control, absolute and private. He wanted a woman who understood pow

et change. But I had walked away from that life, from the expectations and the arranged

s needs, obeying his commands, finding a strange freedom in the structure he provided. I cut off my o

t was the most honest relationship I'd ever had. I gave him a loyalty m

e wrist of a social climber. He saw me as a dirty secret, a thrilling h

to the lobby, my back straight. The pain was a cold, hard stone in my stomach, but my pride was all I had lef