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When Control Slipped

last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 26.04.2026 23:10:55

KIER'S POV:

Two weeks.

Two weeks since I came home to that empty penthouse and those divorce papers on the counter and that text message telling me my father would be ashamed of me. Two weeks since my wife, my boring, ordinary, nothing special wife, walked out the door and disappeared like she had never existed at all.

I am not worried. Let me make that clear. I am not worried at all and I am not sad and I have not spent every single night lying in that empty bed staring at the ceiling wonderin
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Cynthia
I hope Sable makes him miserable and gives him hell.
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Cynthia
Keir is an abusive, controlling cheater! Does he think he is such a catch?! I am happy about one thing though. I am pretty sure the way the author is writing his character.... that she will NOT take him back! so yay!!
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Fleurette
Is Sable's child really his? I feel like she's been triple timing with different men. Who was she with before she set her cap for him? Someone had to have been keeping her in the style to which she became accustom.
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