The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back
Now, I hated him—hated the man who’d shattered my world, who’d pushed me hard enough to lose our child, who’d left me to claw my way through the wreckage of my faded fame.
But hate was a fire, and fire could burn both ways. I let him lead me out of the club, his grip firm, my dress clinging to my skin, the night air sharp against my flushed cheeks as we headed to his apartment. I wasn’t here for love. I was here for revenge.
Inside his penthouse, the city’s glow filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting shadows over sleek furniture and polished floors. Marcus didn’t waste time, his hands on my waist, pulling me against him, his mouth claiming mine with a hunger that was all teet
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