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THIRD PERSON POV. Martin adjusted the volume on his office TV for the third time. Not that it made much difference, the broadcast was over, and the reruns were already circulating online. “…even broken girls get to grow up and write their own story.”It was subtle but perfectly delivered.The interview clip had gone viral in less than an hour. Jasmine’s name was trending on every platform. Martin’s jaw twitched as he stared at the screen. His coffee had gone cold.Across the room, Kimberly stood at the window, pacing so hard her heels threatened to carve grooves into the hardwood. Her phone buzzed on the desk beside him repeatedly.“They are eating it up,” she muttered.Martin didn’t answer.“‘Even broken girls,’” she repeated mockingly, her voice curling with disbelief. “You hear that? The woman who egged her ex-husband’s car and threw a crystal vase at a pregnant woman is now some tragic fairy tale.”Martin rubbed his temple. “The headlines aren’t calling her crazy anymore.”Kimbe
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JASMINE POV. I had just closed the bedroom door when I heard his voice behind me. “You did a good job tonight,” William said as he closed the door behind me. “Thanks.” “What would you use to thank me?” He asked in a low voice that made my spine stiffen I turned slowly. “What do you mean?” He tilted his head, a slow smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “You know what I need.” I swallowed. “I don’t.” “Sex,” he said easily like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I blinked. “We said no sex, William. That was one of the conditions.” “Did you actually believe I was going to keep that rule?” My breath hitched. He moved toward me like a predator already certain of its prey. I stepped back, then again. I tried to speak, to ground myself in the anger I should have felt, but it dissolved the moment his eyes dropped to my mouth. “Stop,” I said, even as my body betrayed me. “Tell me to stop like you mean it.” God, I hated that I couldn’t. My back hit the wall. I hadn’
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THIRD PERSON POV. Jasmine paced the hallway like it might crack under her heels. Her palms were sweating, and the nerves buzzing in her stomach refused to calm. Lights were being set up downstairs. Cables were trailing across the marble floors. People she didn’t know were walking through the house with clipboards and coffee cups, adjusting their mics, and chatting like this was another day, but it wasn’t for her.This was going to be her first official appearance since the meltdown and five minutes from now, the journalist in her living room would get a chance to feed on her like she was fresh meat.It had all been rushed. A call made in a moment of desperation. A “yes” from the producers in less than an hour. Jasmine had expected at least a day or two of prep. Instead, she got four hours and a house full of people.Now or never, she had told herself. Own the story, or let it own you. She checked her phone again, and yet William still wasn’t answering His secretary had no idea where
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THIRD PERSON POV. The elevator ride down felt longer than the lunch itself. Kimberly clutched her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white. The screen was still glowing with notifications; likes, shares and comments from that picture. She wanted to throw up.Outside, the sun was far too bright for her mood. Paparazzi hadn’t spotted her yet, but she pulled her coat tighter around her growing belly just in case. Every step toward her car felt like she was being judged.She slid into the driver’s seat and slammed the door, her breathing shallow as she opened the Instagram app again. “Damn it,” she hissed, jabbing at the screen to delete it.Too late. The screenshots were already floating around. Gossip accounts had reposted it. People were tagging media outlets. One blog had already labeled them “former rivals turned friends.”She didn’t even hear the car pull up beside hers until a hand knocked hard against the window.She jumped.Martin.She rolled down the window. “What the hell—
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JASMINE STONE. The rooftop café was quieter than usual. Only a few tables were occupied, and a gentle breeze tugged at the edge of the white umbrellas. Kimberly was already seated, black sunglasses perched on her head like a crown, scrolling through her phone with one hand and sipping sparkling water with the other.She looked up when I approached, lips curling faintly. “No security detail today? I thought William kept you on a leash.”I slid into the chair across from her. “Good afternoon to you too, Kimberly.”She gave a dramatic sigh. “Let’s just get this over with.”A waiter appeared. I ordered a citrus spritz, ignoring the sharp way she watched me like she was waiting for a punchline I hadn’t delivered yet.“I have been thinking about what you said,” I said after a beat. “About your clients leaving.”Her gaze sharpened. “Are you here to admit that you are the one sabotaging everything?”“I might be a lot of things, Kimberly. But I’m not a liar. Or a thief.”She gave a bitter lau
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WARNING: VIOLENCE, BLOOD AND MORALLY COMPLEX SCENE OF INTERROGATION WILLIAM STONE It was dark, damp, and stank of mold and rusted metal. The single hanging bulb swung slightly overhead, casting long shadows across the room. In the center, a man sat tied to a steel chair; blood crusted at the edge of his mouth. He flinched when the door shut behind me. Mateo stood in the corner, arms crossed, with a cold expression. “He is the one,” Mateo said quietly. “Same guy who dropped off the empty envelope at your house.” I walked toward the chair slowly, my shoes echoing against the concrete floor. The man’s eyes widened the closer I got. “I don’t know anything,” he stammered before I said a word. Mateo spoke up, tone flat. “That’s what he has been saying all morning. He claims not to know Judas and says he has never met him.” I crouched down in front of him, meeting his eye level. “That’s funny,” I murmured, “because you were confident enough to walk into my building and leave somethin
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JASMINE POV.Nathan gave the salesgirl a slight nod, and without a word, she turned and disappeared into a storage room behind the counter. Seconds later, she returned, holding a white box with a gold ribbon tied around it.“What’s this?” I asked, my brows pulling together.“Open it,” Nathan said, the corner of his mouth twitching in a soft smile.I took the box from the girl and slowly tugged the ribbon loose. The lid lifted easily, and I gasped.Inside the box was a limited-edition, hand-stitched white dress that had been sold out for weeks.“Nathan, this is…” I gasped.“Thank you,” he said, still smiling. I never got to repay you after my guest ruined your dress at my wedding .”“That was years ago,” I said, gently closing the lid. “And it was just a dress. You don’t owe me anything. Especially not this kind of dress. It’s too much.”“I don’t think it is,” he replied softly. “You have been through hell, Jasmine. The media tore you apart, and still… you carry yourself like you have
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THIRD PERSON POV.Kimberly dropped the phone on the marble countertop carelessly. Her nostrils flared as she pressed both hands against her rounded belly, breathing heavily. The baby kicked again, and she grimaced in pain. Whenever she was agitated, it flared up. Her OB had warned her about stress, but Kimberly had never been the kind of woman who took orders well, especially not from doctors.Martin, who had been sitting quietly at the corner of the room, rushed forward the moment he noticed. “Kim? What’s wrong?” He reached out to steady her, but she threw her palm out to stop him.“Don’t,” she snapped, glaring at him with narrowed eyes. “You don’t get to touch me right now.”He blinked, momentarily stunned. “I just… I thought you were in pain—”“Oh, now you care?” She said, “That was the third cancellation this week, Martin. The third. Do you even understand what that means?”His eyes darted to the phone on the table, then back to her. “I…I will look into it.”“You will look into it
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JASMINE POV.“We started this arrangement on mutual terms. A fake contract for revenge on my ex-husband, Martin, and Kimberly.” I took a step closer, heat rising under my skin. “And honestly… I still don’t understand why you offered to help me through a contract marriage.”His head turned slightly. Just enough to let me know he was listening.“Was it because you wanted to control the situation? Or maybe humiliate me for how things ended between us in the past?” I asked. His brows furrowed, but he still didn’t say anything.“If that’s what this is about, please stop. I’m not that girl anymore. And truthfully, I don’t even care about your reasons anymore.” I folded my arms, holding onto myself a little tighter. “So here’s what we are going to do. We stick to the plan. The one we agreed to from the beginning. That’s why we are here in the first place. I said yes to this for one reason: to take back control and get revenge on Martin and Kimberly. That’s all.”I let out a breath. “So no m
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