LOGINDamienMy assistant walked into my office with a file in her hand, interrupting my attempt to concentrate on the documents in front of me."Mr. Cross, there's something I wanted to remind you about.""What is it?" I responded, barely looking upShe placed the file on my desk. "Before the gala, you'd suggested that we explore a possible partnership with TALYN Fashion. The team was supposed to prepare a proposal, but it was never sent."I stopped moving my pen.TALYN Fashion.For a moment, I stared at her, wondering why she'd chosen now to bring it up. Then I leaned back in my chair, remembering the night of the gala and the woman who had managed to turn my entire fucking world upside down without saying a single word to me.Juliette.It had been a week since I'd seen her, and I still couldn't get her out of my head.I'd barely slept, and whenever I closed my eyes, I saw her standing on that stage, looking more beautiful than I'd remembered. Then there was the bastard who'd escorted her
DamienI picked up my car keys from the table, ignoring Mandy's furious stare as I headed for the door."Where the hell are you going?" she demanded, following me."Out.""Out? That's all you have to say after what just happened?" She grabbed my arm, forcing me to stop. "Damien, I'm your fiancée. You embarrassed me in front of everyone tonight, and now you're walking away like I don't exist?"I glanced down at her hand until she reluctantly let go. "I'm not in the mood for this, Mandy.""Of course you're not. You're too busy thinking about your precious ex-wife." Her voice rose, and she stepped in front of me. "You couldn't even hide it. Everyone noticed how you kept staring at her. Do you have any idea how humiliating that was?""Then maybe you should stop worrying about what everyone thinks."Her mouth fell open. "Excuse me?"I rubbed my jaw, already regretting staying in that room long enough to entertain the conversation. "We'll talk tomorrow.""Damien!"I walked out before she co
Damien"Good evening, everyone. Thank you for joining us tonight."The host's voice rang through the ballroom, drawing my attention toward the stage."The moment we've all been waiting for has finally arrived. Tonight, we're introducing the brilliant mind behind one of the fastest-growing fashion brands in the industry. Please welcome the CEO of TALYN Fashion!"Parker leaned closer to me, his eyes fixed on the stage. "Finally. I've been trying to find out who's behind that company for months. They keep beating us to deals we haven't even announced publicly.""Maybe you should spend less time drinking and more time working," I muttered, accepting another glass of champagne from a passing waiter.He shot me an irritated look. "I've been working, asshole. Whoever runs that company is smart. Their expansion has been insane, and they're coming for our market."James nodded. "They're not just coming for it. They're already taking a piece of it. Their latest collection sold out before some o
DamienI dragged my hand over my cock, my eyes fixed on the phone propped against the pillows.Juliette.Even after five fucking years of our divorce, I still couldn't get enough of her.The video was old, recorded back when she was still my wife, back when she'd looked at me like I was the only man in the world worth wanting. I remembered that night too well. Her teasing smile, the way she'd looked straight into the camera because she knew I was watching, and the smug little expression she'd worn when she'd caught me staring.Fuck.I came with a curse, dropping my head as the last of the tension left my body.For a few seconds, I stayed there, breathing heavily, my gaze drifting back to her frozen face on the screen.I locked my phone and tossed it aside, disgusted with myself as the guilt settled. Thirty-two years old, a billionaire, the CEO of one of the biggest fashion companies in New York, and here I was, jerking off to a video of my ex-wife like some pathetic bastard who couldn
JulietteWhen the cab stopped outside Tonia's boutique, I paid the driver, grabbed my suitcase, and hurried inside.A bell jingled above the door."Welcome to—" Tonia stopped mid-sentence when she saw me. Her eyes widened before she rushed around the counter. "JULIETTE!"She threw her arms around me so hard I nearly lost my balance."Easy, woman!" I laughed weakly, hugging her back."When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me you were coming today?" She pulled away, holding my shoulders as she examined my face. "Look at you! You're here!""Surprise?""Surprise, my foot." She smacked my arm lightly, then grabbed my suitcase. "Come inside properly. And happy anniversary, babe!"My smile disappeared.Tonia didn't notice at first. She was already dragging me toward the little sofa behind the counter, talking about how she'd been planning to get me something special."Five years of marriage!" she continued excitedly. "Well, technically, since you two have been together for ages, but still
DamienI reached across the bed, expecting to find Juliette curled up on the other side, but my hand met nothing but cold sheets.I opened my eyes, blinking against the morning light filtering through the curtains. The space beside me was empty, the pillow untouched, and the covers neatly arranged. I sat up, rubbing my face as I glanced at the bathroom door."Juliette?"Silence.I pushed the covers aside and got out of bed, checking the bathroom first. Empty. I walked into the dressing room, still hoping she'd be standing in front of the mirror, brushing her hair like she used to every morning.Instead, I stopped dead in my tracks.Her side of the wardrobe was bare.The dresses, shoes, handbags, and little things she'd scattered across the shelves over the years were gone. Even the perfume she always kept beside the mirror had disappeared. All that remained was an empty space that looked too clean, too unfamiliar.I gripped the edge of the wardrobe, staring at it as the truth settled







