LOGIN“You know I love your c*ck more than anything,” Julian moaned. My mind struggled to process what I saw, and my heart felt like it had stopped beating. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. “Harder! Ugh.” That was Julian. My husband. The one I’d been married to for three whole years. My husband was having sex… with a man! *** Delilah is the definition of a trophy wife. Once an orphan with a rocky childhood, her life changes when she gets married to her knight in charming armor. Their marriage is like that out of a movie, but everything she has ever wanted changes three years later when Julian grows distant. Still clinging to the hope that their love can be saved, Delilah plans the perfect anniversary surprise, only to walk in on her husband tangled in bed with his male assistant! Devastated and humiliated, she leaves everything behind. The marriage. The mansion. The life she thought was hers. She takes the last flight to New York City, determined to start over. She’s desperate, drowning in dismay when a job interview leads her straight into the lion’s den: Calix Knight. Her ex-husband’s ruthless billionaire uncle. He’s powerful, intense, and nothing like the men she’s known. And for reasons she can’t understand, he takes a keen interest in her. Is Delilah falling for the wrong man twice? Or has she finally met the one worth breaking every rule for?
View MoreThird person povFour Years Later The New York humidity felt like a smothering blanket of summer air, pressed against the high windows of the room. Naomi stood by the mirror, her reflection a sharp, emerald silhouette in the floor-length silk of her gown. She lifted one hand, the movement slow as she ran a thumb over the cool, flawless fabric.The naive girl who had left New York for Yale four years ago was gone. That girl had been defensive, perpetually braced for the next blow. This woman had a degree from a top-tier university and a paid internship offer with a leading law firm. As she applied the final brush of lipstick, her hand was perfectly steady.“If you stare at yourself any longer, your father is going to send a search party,” Delilah’s voice cut through the silence, laced with its usual blend of affection and impatience.Naomi turned, a slow smile pulling at the corner of her mouth.Delilah was a vision of champagne sequins and an aggressive, confident shine—every inch t
Third person povOne year later, Naomi’s life no longer felt like something she was preparing for. Instead, it felt like something she was actively living, taking it one day at a time.The campus buzzed around her in a way that felt familiar—not loud, not overwhelming, just alive. Students moved about with purpose, laughter spilling from benches, conversations overlapping as though the air itself was carrying the stories. Naomi walked through it all with her bag slung over one shoulder, her steps unhurried and her posture easy.She wasn't lost here. She belonged.“Naomi!”She turned just as Maya, her new friend, barreled into her, nearly knocking her sideways.“Still tackling people instead of greeting them?” Naomi asked, laughing as she steadied herself.Leaving New York and her old friends behind, Naomi realized she needed new connections to navigate Yale Law School. Maya, a roommate and classmate, was one of the very first friends she made.Maya grinned. “What better way to show my
Third person povGraduation day arrived in a rush and Naomi woke up before her alarm, her heart already sprinting ahead of her like it was late for something important. The house was awake too, which felt illegal for the time. Doors opened and closed. Footsteps hurried. Someone dropped something metallic in the kitchen and muttered an apology to no one.She sat up, inhaled deeply and let out a loud exhale.Today was real. The day was finally here.Her room looked like a tornado with a degree in fashion passed through it. Her gown hung from the closet door in its bag. Shoes lined up like they were waiting for inspection. Hair tools scattered across her dresser.She pulled on a pair of leggings and an oversized shirt and stepped into the hallway just as Calix appeared at the end of it, dressed in his pajamas, expression composed but eyes warm.“Good morning to the latest graduate in town,” he teased.Naomi smiled despite herself. “Morning dad. You’re up early.”“I could barely sleep,”
Naomi's povOne month later, my life felt like it was running on a countdown clock that kept running fast.Graduation rehearsal was chaos disguised as organization.The heavy velvet of the graduation gown felt less like a garment and more like a costume—one I wasn’t quite ready to take off. I adjusted the mortarboard for the tenth time, the tassel tickling my nose until I shoved it back with a frustrated huff.“Naomi, if you fidget one more time, I’m pinning that cap to your scalp,” Sarah warned, though she was busy fighting her own battle with a safety pin and a loose hem.We were standing in the middle of the university’s gymnasium, a large space echoing with the screech of folding chairs being dragged across polished wood. One month. It had been thirty days since the chaos of finals had settled, and now, the reality was hitting me with the weight of a thousand textbooks.“It’s lopsided,” I muttered, leaning toward the reflective surface of a trophy case. “I look like a chef, not a






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