LOGINOlivia Bennett once believed she'd found a love that saw all of her. Seven years later, she escapes that marriage with nothing but a suitcase and a body that flinches at raised voices. Taken in by her oldest friends, she's given one reckless, anonymous night to remember who she used to be — a night spent in the arms of a stranger at a jazz lounge who never asks for her last name. She never expects to see him again. Then she walks into Kingsley Tower for a job interview, and the stranger from that night is the billionaire CEO on the other side of the desk. Ethan Kingsley built an empire out of his father's failing company and buried his heart somewhere in the process — determined never to become the kind of man who controls a woman, like the father he watched destroy his mother. He didn't plan on hiring the woman who gave him the only honest night he's had in years. He didn't plan on falling for her either. But Olivia isn't the only one watching her rise. Chloe Whitmore has spent five years convinced the CEO's future belongs to her, and she will not lose it to a woman she considers beneath her. Damian Carter, the husband Olivia fled, refuses to accept that she survived without him — and when he discovers exactly where she landed, survival becomes a war. Between corporate sabotage, public humiliation, and a man determined to prove that healthy love exists, Olivia must decide whether she's willing to be seen again — not as a victim, not as a secretary, but as the woman she was always strong enough to become. She didn't get her power back by becoming smaller. She got it back by refusing to.
View MorePOV: OliviaThe brass doorknob turned all the way to the right. A crack of yellow light from the porch split the darkness of the front hallway. I did not bounce or hesitate. I sprinted back down the carpeted hallway and dashed into the dark walk-in closet. My hands dove beneath the large winter coats, and I gripped the heavy handles of my canvas suitcase. I yanked it out, snatched my smartphone and my car keys from the nightstand, and ran back out toward the secondary staircase at the back of the house. My breathing was short and loud, but the thick carpet swallowed the sounds of my footsteps and the scraping of the canvas bag."Olivia!" Damian’s voice boomed through the lower foyer as the front door fully swung open. The heavy wood hit the stopper with a dull thud. "Olivia, get down here right now!"I did not answer. Holding the heavy suitcase against my chest to keep it from banging against the steps, I reached the small back stairs and hurried down them. My hand slid along the na
Olivia povThe brass lock clicked into place with a sharp, heavy sound. I leaned my back against the bedroom door and let out a long, shaky breath. Downstairs, the house was perfectly quiet, but my heart was beating so loud I could hear it in my ears. I walked over to the walk-in closet. My legs felt weak, and the bruise on my thigh burned with every step. I reached up to the very top shelf, my fingers scraping against the wood, and dragged down the old canvas suitcase. It hit the carpeted floor with a dull thud, throwing up a tiny cloud of dust."You have to hurry," I whispered to myself.My voice sounded small and strange in the large, empty bedroom. I unzipped the suitcase. The metal zipper made a loud, scratching noise that made me freeze. I looked toward the locked door, waiting, listening. Nothing happened. Only the rain kept tapping against the glass windows.I began to pack in total silence. I walked back and forth between the dresser and the bed, my hands trembling as I picke
Olivia pov"Who is she, Damian?"The words came out small, but they filled the quiet kitchen. I stood by the marble island, holding a small piece of paper. My hands shook so badly that the paper rattled like a dry leaf. It was a receipt from the Grand Aurora Hotel, dated last night. It listed a room service dinner for two and a bottle of expensive champagne. Damian had told me he was working late at Carter Innovations.Damian did not look up from his tablet right away. He took a slow sip of his black coffee. He looked perfect, as he always did. His dark blond hair was combed neatly. His designer suit had no wrinkles. When he finally looked at me, his blue eyes were bright and warm. He smiled his famous magazine-cover smile."Olivia, sweetheart, you are letting your imagination run away with you again," he said. His voice was smooth and calm. "It was a business dinner. I had to entertain an investor from out of town. You know how important these new acquisitions are for the company.""












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