Chris
For five years, I was the fool behind his fortune.
I built my husband Julian’s company from a dusty garage into a million-dollar firm, surviving on sixteen-hour workdays and zero salary because I believed we were building our future. I even raised his seven-year-old "orphaned nephew" as my own son.
Then I found the offshore bank statements.
Julian wasn't just using me, he was secretly married to the boy’s real mother the entire time. I wasn't his partner, and I certainly wasn't his wife. I was just an unpaid, gullible caretaker funding his secret family's luxury lifestyle.
So, I wiped my code from his servers, left his company an empty shell, and walked out. After hiding out in a cheap motel for days, trying to figure out my next move, I went to a high-end hotel bar to lose myself for one night. Then, I met a dangerous stranger who I let drag me into his luxury suite and fuck me senseless in ways my ex couldn't even touch in five years of marriage.
I expected to slip away at dawn, but the stranger wasn't just anyone. He was Liam Blackwood: the city’s most feared billionaire, my ex’s worst corporate enemy, and a man who knew exactly who I was—the genius behind Apex media and apparently, the long-lost heiress to the multi-billion-dollar Montgomery empire.
Before I could walk out the door, he made me an offer I couldn't refuse: a ring, a contract, and his entire empire to help me burn my ex to the ground.
Now, my ex is on his knees begging for a second chance, completely unaware that behind closed doors, my possessive new husband takes, claims, and bends me over whenever he wants.
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