Ana’s POVMash-Up Nightclub, Lyon City, France“Gosh, I’m here again.” I swirled the rim of my wine glass and sighed. “I wonder what kind of impression I left on my father-in-law. Or rather, what Chairman Ken Lukers must think of me after witnessing my disgraceful behavior.”I chuckled bitterly to myself, sipping another shot. “He probably felt humiliated, insulted, ashamed… and that’s exactly what he deserves for raising such an arrogant son.”I tilted my head, muttering under my breath. “Like, bruh, I’m not a pushover. I just wanted to meet my husband and try to understand him.”No one had ever tried to understand me, not my parents, not the people around me, not the men who claimed to love me. All they ever saw was my name, my money, my body. I was nothing more than a sparkling diamond on display, something to be owned, flaunted, and used until I lost my shine.Love had long become a meaningless game. I used those fake confessions from men as temporary distractions, to fill the vo
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