تسجيل الدخولAfter three years of marriage, Athena believed she had a happy life, until the night she caught her husband in bed with the one person she trusted the most. Her sister. Humiliated and betrayed, Athena signs the divorce papers and walks away with nothing but her shattered pride. But fate has other plans. Just when everyone thinks she has been discarded, a shocking proposal changes everything. The man standing before her is powerful, cold, and completely unexpected, her ex-husband’s father. Their marriage begins as a contract, a simple arrangement meant to protect her dignity and teach his disgraceful son a lesson. But the moment Athena steps into that mansion as the new Mrs. Whitmore, the rules change. Her ex-husband must now bow his head and call the woman he betrayed Mother. Her sister, who once mocked her, is forced to watch as Athena rises to the most powerful position in the family. What started as revenge soon turns into something far more dangerous. Because the man she married to settle a score is no longer pretending. And neither is she. What Athena doesn’t know yet is that she didn’t leave her old life completely behind. A secret is already growing inside her… one that belongs to the man who betrayed her.
عرض المزيدAthena Tracey read the message twice. “A private dinner.” She looked up at me. “Your father-in-law wants to have a private dinner with you.” “That’s what it says.” “Athena.” She set my phone down on the coffee table. “You just signed divorce papers from his son this morning.” “I know.” “And now he wants to meet. Privately.” “I don’t know what he wants Tracey.” I picked the phone back up. The message from his assistant was short. A restaurant name, a time, nothing else. “But I’m going.” She opened her mouth. “He is the only person in that entire situation who hasn’t said a word.” I stood up. “I want to hear what he has to say.” She looked at me for a long moment. “Call me the second you leave.” I had been to the restaurant once before, years ago, for a Whitmore business dinner. The kind of place that didn’t need a sign outside. You either knew it or you didn’t. A suited man at the entrance checked my name and led me through to a private section in the back. I was wearing a
AthenaI drove to Tracey’s on autopilot.I don’t remember making the decision. I just remember the roads and the traffic lights blurring through my windshield and then suddenly I was parked outside her building, hands still on the steering wheel, engine still running.I turned it off.She must have been watching from her window because she was at my car door before I could even reach for the handle. She pulled it open, took one look at my face and said absolutely nothing. Just stepped back and let me get out.That was the thing about Tracey. She always knew when to talk and when to just show up.I followed her upstairs.Her apartment was small and warm and smelled like the scented candles she was always burning. She sat me down on her couch, disappeared into the kitchen and came back with tea I didn’t ask for and a look on her face that told me she was holding herself together for my sake.“Tell me everything.” She sat across from me. “From the beginning.”So I did.I told h
AthenaI've been standing and pacing the bathroom for I don’t know how long after Tracey said don’t move. But somewhere between walking around and listening to my own breathing I realized I couldn’t stay in that house. I couldn’t walk back down that hallway, couldn’t pass that bedroom door, couldn’t sit at breakfast tomorrow morning and pretend.I got up, splashed water on my face, and called Tracey back. “I’m coming to you.”“Athena I’m already on my way.”“I can’t stay here Tracey. I have to get out.” My voice was surprisingly steady. “I’m going to my mum’s.”A pause. “Do you want me to come with you?”“No. I’ll call you when I get there.”I hung up before she could argue.Getting out of the estate without seeing anyone was easier than I expected. The hallway was empty. The east wing was quiet. Whatever Callum and Petra were doing behind that closed bedroom door they were doing it without any urgency about me.That hurt in its own specific way.Mr. Field was still outside by the car
Athena I left my phone on the vanity table. I realized it halfway through my meeting with Diane, my designer, when I reached into my bag to show her a reference image I had saved. The Whitmore family gala was three weeks away and there was still so much to finalize. It was the biggest event in the family’s social calendar, the kind of evening that got talked about in the city for months after. Crystal chandeliers, guest lists that read like a who’s who, everything polished to perfection. And as always, I was the one behind it. Not officially. There was no title, no credit, no acknowledgment at the dinner table. Just Athena, quietly making sure everything ran beautifully while the Whitmore name got the applause. Diane spread her sketches across the table and waited while I searched my bag a second time. “I have to run back home quickly,” I told her, reaching for my coat. “I left my phone. I won’t be long.” I stepped outside and called my driver. “Take me back to the es


















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