LOGINGenevieve's POV The evening air drifting in through the bedroom balcony carried a cool breeze that made the white curtains sway gently. Norman had somehow managed to trap me in his arms on the bed, refusing to let me go no matter how many times I protested. "Norman," I laughed as he pressed another kiss against my cheek, "stop it." "I don't know what you're talking about." "You've kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my nose and my chin in less than two minutes." He looked at me innocently. "Have I?" "Yes, you have." "I think you're exaggerating." I burst into another fit of laughter when he leaned forward and kissed the tip of my nose again. I playfully pushed his shoulder. "You play too much, you're such a naughty boy” He tightened his arms around my waist, refusing to let me escape. "You know something?" "What?" "I'm proud of you” His voice softened as he smiled at me. "I've watched your interview over twenty times already and every single time I watc
Genevieve's POV The evening air drifting in through the bedroom balcony carried a cool breeze that made the white curtains sway gently. Norman had somehow managed to trap me in his arms on the bed, refusing to let me go no matter how many times I protested. "Norman," I laughed as he pressed another kiss against my cheek, "stop it." "I don't know what you're talking about." "You've kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my nose and my chin in less than two minutes." He looked at me innocently. "Have I?" "Yes, you have." "I think you're exaggerating." I burst into another fit of laughter when he leaned forward and kissed the tip of my nose again. I playfully pushed his shoulder. "You play too much, you're such a naughty boy” He tightened his arms around my waist, refusing to let me escape. "You know something?" "What?" "I'm proud of you” His voice softened as he smiled at me. "I've watched your interview over twenty times already and every single time I watch it, I become eve
Genevieve's POV The evening air drifting in through the bedroom balcony carried a cool breeze that made the white curtains sway gently.Norman had somehow managed to trap me in his arms on the bed, refusing to let me go no matter how many times I protested."Norman," I laughed as he pressed another kiss against my cheek, "stop it.""I don't know what you're talking about.""You've kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my nose and my chin in less than two minutes."He looked at me innocently."Have I?""Yes, you have.""I think you're exaggerating."I burst into another fit of laughter when he leaned forward and kissed the tip of my nose again.I playfully pushed his shoulder."You play too much, you're such a naughty boy”He tightened his arms around my waist, refusing to let me escape."You know something?""What?""I'm proud of you”His voice softened as he smiled at me."I've watched your interview over twenty times already and every single time I watch it, I become even prouder of you."
Nadia's POV The drive felt much longer than it actually was.I sat back in the back seat as the driver navigated the quiet residential street, my fingers drumming restlessly against my thigh, my mind replaying the events of the past few days over and over again.I couldn't remember the last time I'd been this angry.Everything had been going according to plan until Genevieve decided to crawl back from the dead and turn my life upside down.I slammed my palm against the steering wheel."Damn you, Dennis."The words escaped through gritted teeth."I hate you."I had never imagined marrying him because I loved him.Love?Please.The only thing Dennis Adams had ever represented to me was opportunity.He was rich, influential, respected, and most importantly…easy to manipulate.A slow smile crossed my lips.The so-called brilliant businessman had fallen for every smile, every compliment and every fake tear I'd carefully rehearsed.All I had to do was play the loyal best friend.The woman
Nadia's POV I stood rooted to the spot in the living room, my eyes fixed on the television as Genevieve's interview came to an end.The applause from the audience echoed through the speakers.Then the cameras zoomed in on her smiling face as the interviewer thanked her for sharing her story.I couldn't breathe.Dennis sat silently on the sofa, his elbows resting on his knees, while my personal assistant stood nearby with her tablet in her hands, refreshing social media every few seconds.I spun around to face her."What are they saying?"She hesitated."Ma'am...""I asked you a question."She swallowed nervously before lowering her gaze to the screen."It's... it's not looking good."A cold feeling settled in my stomach."What do you mean it isn't looking good?”“The whole of New York is talking about you, they're calling you a husband snatcher who snatched rubbish, they say you're just a wannabe influencer and some of the brands are saying you actually delivered jobs that are below
Genevieve's POV The interviewer smiled gently before asking her next question."One of the biggest conversations online isn't just about your marriage. It's also about the friendship between you and Nadia. The two of you were once inseparable. Today you're on opposite sides. Do you think you'll ever forgive her?"I held her gaze for a few quiet seconds before answering."Forgiveness and reconciliation are two completely different things.”The studio fell silent."I've made peace with what happened because carrying bitterness only hurts me. But forgiveness doesn't mean giving someone another opportunity to destroy your life."The interviewer nodded slowly."So there isn't any chance of rebuilding that friendship?”I smiled, but there wasn't any warmth behind it.“Is this rage bait? Nadia didn't just betray me. She shared my table, called herself my sister, watched me cry, comforted me, and all the while she was sleeping with my husband behind my back."A wave of murmurs swept through
Nora 's POV For a second, I just stared at him, then I laughed not because it was funny, but because it had to be a lie.“Stop playing,” I said sharply. “There is no way you’re a CEO of Monarch Technology”His brow lifted.“That company is worth trillions,” I continued, my voice rising slightly. “
Nora 's POV Never in my life did I think I would wake up to the realization that someone had thrown me off a six-story building… and I was still somehow alive.Sharp pain slammed into me the moment I opened my eyes, and I winced instantly, squeezing them shut again.“Okay… nope,” I whispered weakl
Nora 's POV Dennis didn’t even wait for me to process what was happening.“You heard her,” he said flatly, his voice leaving no room for argument. “Go do it.”I stood there frozen, staring at him, waiting for even a flicker of hesitation, but there was nothing.Nadia leaned into him dramatically,
Nora 's POV The sound of a woman moaning in pleasure greeted me the moment I opened my bedroom door.At first, my mind refused to understand what I was hearing.I had spent the entire afternoon rushing through work so I could surprise my husband with dinner for our fifth year anniversary.My husba







