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Book 2: Chapter 68: The Original Sin
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HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Book 2: Chapter 76: The Woman She Saved
I did not go home that night.I sat in the detention facility parking lot in the back of a car for forty minutes, alone, in the dark, with the engine off, and I let myself understand what Vivienne had told me one small piece at a time, because a woman who has just learned that the person behind seventeen years of her life is someone she once helped does not process the information in one sitting.Delphine Marchetti.I remembered her at thirty two. I remembered her at a small round table at a hotel restaurant in Milan, in a black blazer that was slightly too large for her, telling me about the small European handbag line she had been building out of a two room studio in Navigli. I remembered her at thirty four, standing beside me at a trade fair in Paris, presenting the first order she had ever received from a major department store. I remembered her at thirty six, walking me into her expanded Milan atelier, three floors, twenty seven employees, personally showing me the first fitting
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Book 2: Chapter 75: The Beginning
"Then who did, Vivienne."She looked at me for a long moment.She had aged in ways I had not been prepared for. She had spent eleven years pretending to be a woman she was not, and the pretending had cost her something the mirror in her own bathroom had probably not shown her, because she had stopped looking at it years ago.She folded her hands on the table."It did not begin with Richard. Richard joined the plan in 2016. Two years after I left Lumière. I had already been talking to somebody for eighteen months before he ever came into the room, and by the time he did, the initial framework had been drafted, the initial capital had been committed, and my role had been designed. Richard was recruited. He was not the founder.""By whom.""By a woman who had spent every year of the previous decade privately convinced that your success was not possible without manipulation. She believed, sincerely, that a person like you could not have risen at the rate you had risen unless there had bee
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Book 2: Chapter 74: The Last Name
Her name was Vivienne Ashford.She had joined Lumière as my chief operating officer in the second year of the company. Ten years older than me. She had built our first operational systems, hired our first three department heads, and had been beside me in every early boardroom that mattered. She had been the first person outside my family I trusted with the plan for what Lumière was going to become.She had left the company in 2013.She had died, according to the notice her family sent to the company, of an aggressive cancer eleven months later.I had cried at the funeral. I had held her sister's hand. I had cried again a year afterwards on the anniversary. I had, in the seven years since, kept a photograph of the two of us from the day we had signed Lumière's first international contract, in a frame on the shelf behind my desk, because Vivienne had been the person who had taught me that a woman running a company should keep something on her office wall that reminded her she had not bu
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Book 2: Chapter 73: The Missing Detail
"Say it, Serena.""Amelia. The night I met Ethan. In 2018. At the fundraiser at the Frick. You remember.""I remember. I was in Milan that week. Ethan went alone. He came home and told me he had been introduced to a woman who worked at a gallery in Chelsea.""That was me. That was the introduction. What I never told you, what I never told him, what I never told a single person until this moment, is that the introduction was not accidental. It was assigned. I was told, three weeks before that fundraiser, by the woman who ran my handlers, that I was to attend the event, that I was to be introduced to Ethan specifically, and that I was to establish a first impression with him that would still be usable seven years later if the operation ever required me to insert myself into his life. She did not tell me why. She told me his name. She told me his firm. She told me his face. She told me that I was not to sleep with him, not to flirt with him, not to make myself memorable. I was to be plea
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Book 2: Chapter 72: The Woman Who Lied
Serena's press conference was on a Tuesday.Nine days after the courtroom. Six days after Adrian had been formally arraigned. Four days after Marcus had signed the final terms of his cooperation agreement in a small windowless room in the federal building with two of Nathan's associates present. Serena had asked to make her own public statement before the second phase of the trial began, and Nathan had, after some consideration, allowed it.I did not attend in person.I watched from home. Ethan sat next to me on the couch. My hand was on my stomach because it had not left there for four days, because the small firm insistent presence underneath my palm had been kicking on and off since Sunday, and I had not, in the entire second pregnancy of my life, allowed myself to feel it in this specific way until Richard Blackwood had been remanded into federal custody and I had understood, finally, that no man in any country was going to be watching this pregnancy anymore.Serena walked to the
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Book 2: Chapter 71: The Baby
The drive took forty two minutes.I did not read a headline. I did not answer a message. I did not call Ethan back to ask what he had meant, because the whole point of Ethan sending a sentence like that was that he intended to say the rest of it in the room with me, and I did not want to hear it broken up over a phone call.I let my hand rest against the small firm curve of my stomach for the entire drive.I did not speak to the baby. I never had. I had understood, from the first pregnancy, that the specific quiet promise a mother makes to a child in the first six months of a pregnancy is not made in words. It is made in the exact stillness of the palm.The car pulled up at ten past five.Every window on the ground floor of the house was warm.Ethan opened the door before I had reached the top step, and he was in a t-shirt and jeans and no shoes, and his hair was still wet at the ends from a shower he had taken in the last twenty minutes, and he looked at me on my own porch with the s
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter One: The Birthday He Forgot
The candles are still burning.Two little flames sitting in the center of the dining table. I have been watching them for a while now. Not because they are beautiful, but because watching them gives me something to do other than check the door.The food went cold an hour ago. The wine I opened at s
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Five: The Baby He Wanted Gone
Sophia arrived within the hour of me calling her, walked through the curtain still in her work clothes, sat down beside me and took my hand and did not say I told you so even though she had every right to.Damien did not come back.Not that afternoon. Not that evening. Sophia was the one who stayed
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Four: The Morning She Collapsed
I did not sleep that night.I lay in the guest room and listened to them downstairs, his voice and hers, easy and low, the sound of two people completely at home with each other, until the house finally went quiet somewhere past midnight. Then I stared at the ceiling until morning came and did it a
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Three: A Guest Who Became a Queen
It had barely been an hour. Vanessa was already on the sofa, one hand resting on her stomach, completely at ease, like she had been sitting in that spot for years. And that was when I heard her voice carry in from the sitting room, warm and unhurried, the tone of someone who had already decided thi
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