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His Mistake

Chapter 1Shay's POV The silk of my dress felt like a lie against my skin.It was a cheap, off-the-rack piece I’d found at a thrift store and tailored myself. I had worn it with the hopes that tonight would be the night everything changed. For three years, I had been the ghost in the machine of Falcone Enterprises. I had skipped meals so Massimo could afford the high-end suits for his pitches. I had stayed up until 4:00 AM correcting his spreadsheets, my eyes blurring until the numbers looked like ants.I didn't mind the sacrifices. I loved him. And tonight, as I looked at the shimmering gold-and-black banner that read FALCONE ENTERPRISES: THE BILLION-DOLLAR ASCENSION, I felt like we had both won.I pressed my hand against my stomach, a secret smile tugging at my lips. I hadn’t told him yet. I wanted to wait for the perfect moment, after the champagne, after the cheers to tell him that he wasn't just a billionaire now; he was going to be a father."And now," Massimo’s voice boomed,
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The Revolution

Chapter 2Shay's POV White came first.Not light. Not brightness.White.It pressed against my eyelids like a weight, thick and endless, as if I had been buried inside a cloud. There was no sound at first, no voices, no beeping machines, no sense of time. Just the sensation of floating in something sterile and cold.I tried to breathe.Pain answered.It bloomed low in my body, a deep, grinding ache that radiated outward, settling into my spine and hips like broken glass. My breath hitched, a thin sound scraping out of my throat.I opened my eyes.The ceiling above me was white. Too white. Flat panels, recessed lights, nothing personal, nothing warm. The smell hit me next, cleaning solution, antiseptic, the unmistakable scent of a hospital.A hospital.Panic fluttered weakly in my chest.I tried to sit up.Agony lanced through me, sharp enough to steal the air from my lungs. I cried out, my hands scrambling for purchase on the smooth sheets as my vision blurred.“Don’t move.”The voic
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Deal With The Ex's Enemy

Chapter 3Shay's POV The man didn’t move. He stood at the foot of my hospital bed like a monolith of dark silk and cold intent. The silence in the room wasn't peaceful; it was heavy, the kind of silence that precedes a storm or a sentencing."Redemption?" I whispered, the word catching on the jagged edges of my grief. My voice sounded like someone else’s, thin, brittle, and hollowed out by the loss of my child. "You don't even know me.""I know that you spent three years as the ghostwriter of Massimo Falcone’s success," the man said. His voice was a rich baritone, smooth as aged whiskey but cold as the ice within it. "I know you balanced books that didn't add up, negotiated contracts he was too arrogant to see the flaws in, and lived on coffee and devotion while he prepared to trade you in for a better model."He stepped closer, and the light from the hallway caught the sharp, predatory curve of his jaw. "I know that tonight, you lost everything. Your husband. Your dignity. Your chi
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First Face Slap

Chapter 4Shay's POV One Year Later.The air in Zurich had been cold, but it was a clean, sharp cold that tempered me like steel in a forge.I stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in my penthouse suite at the Baur au Lac. A year ago, I was a woman who hid in the shadows of oversized sweaters and $10 foundation. Today, the woman staring back at me was a stranger, a masterpiece of Lucien’s ambition and my own silent rage.My hair, once a dull, neglected brown, was now a waterfall of obsidian silk that hit the small of my back. My skin, once sallow from overwork and tears, glowed with the luminous vitality of a woman who slept on silk and ate like royalty. But it was my eyes that had changed the most. The warmth was gone. In its place was a cold, silver calculation.I stepped into the dress Lucien had sent over, a custom-made gown of midnight blue that clung to my new curves like a second skin. It was modest in the front, with a high collar that screamed old money, but the back w
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No Mercy, Ex-husband

Chapter 5Shay's POV The scent hit me before I was even fully conscious.It was thick, cloying, and aggressively sweet, a fragrance that belonged in a botanical garden or a funeral parlor, not the sterile, high-ceilinged luxury of my suite at the Valois estate. For a heartbeat, my mind betrayed me. My mind took me back to memory lane.I began to recall when I was back in that cramped, drafty studio apartment on 4th Street. It was our first anniversary. Massimo had come home with a single, wilted Himalayan lily he’d bought from a street vendor with his last ten dollars.“One day, Shay,” he had whispered, tucking the white petal behind my ear, “I’ll buy you a forest of these. I’ll make sure the whole world smells like your favorite flower.”I bolted upright, my breath coming in shallow, jagged gasps. The memory didn't bring warmth; it brought a surge of bile to the back of my throat. My hand instinctively flew to my abdomen, tracing the faint, jagged scar beneath my silk nightgown.
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