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A fat, sweaty capitalist with a gut and a wallet full of cash. Turns out money is the best aphrodisiac after all. I lost. I lost everything. When they finally stumbled out of the bedroom, Rachel could barely walk. Her legs trembled with every step. Aaron had to hold her upright. Good. If this was the path she chose, then so be it. I signed the divorce papers and tossed them at her. Aaron smirked, slapping me on the shoulder like we were old buddies. "Hey, Cole, your wife's something else. Too bad you couldn't appreciate it. Don't worry—I'll take good care of her. And that mouth of hers? Incredible. Too bad she never used it on you, huh? What a shame."

"Arthur Vale's head of acquisitions is near the main bar. He hates small talk. Do not offer him a summary. The woman with the diamonds near the terrace is Margaret’s oldest friend. She expects you to know her name before she gives it to you. And the couple by the east windows control the pension fund vote Declan needs next quarter." Sloane set the lipstick down with a small click against the marble. "The couple by the east windows are the Arringtons. Their eldest son just filed for a restructuring of the family trust, which means they aren't speaking to each other. If I mention their marriage, I lose the pension block." Bridget’s expression hardened by a fraction. "Who told you that?" "The c

“You’re right. That money belongs to your company. There’s no reason for it to fill the hole that ungrateful girl dug herself. Simon, I respect your decision. We’re the ones who aren’t lucky enough to keep you.” After hanging up, I opened X without hesitation and posted, [I’ve signed a divorce agreement with Ms. Georgia Snow. We’ll go our separate ways from now on. Lokeman Group will terminate all non-essential collaborations with Snow Group. We wish each other well.] After that, Lokeman Group’s official account released a formal statement. It was about the withdrawal of investment and liquidation of debts, and it was written in a precise, neutral tone. My statement instantly made waves. It

"She's shameless! And she actually thinks being the other woman is something to brag about!" "Trash like that thinks she can be the boss' wife? Dream on!" "She's a disgrace to all women!" I watched Winnie's meltdown with relish, but there wasn't the slightest sense of satisfaction in me. I used to believe Fred and I were some kind of campus fairy-tale couple who'd made it in the real world. We started from nothing and built everything side by side. But I'd forgotten that once some men had money, they couldn't help turning rotten. It was as if it were etched into their bones.

Otherwise, it would've been over. Henry suddenly turned to me, all fake concern. "How bad are you hurt? I'll go with you—get you checked out." I shook him off and looked at him, ice-cold. "Don't touch me. You make me sick. Henry Jourdain, I want a divorce." A vein pulsed at his temple, but he forced it down. "No. I'm not divorcing you. Today was a misunderstanding—I can explain. Any successful man has other women. That's normal. But you're the one I love most. You'll always be my wife."

“As you all know My name is Asher Blackwood, and this is my beautiful wife, Arabella.” I paused for a moment, for the effect, feeling the room quiet down, all attention on us now. I wanted them to hang on every word. “We’re honored to be here tonight,” I continued, giving Arabella a small smile. “This is our first time in the competition, we have been barely married for up to three months but we have been able to create such a masterpiece And tonight, we’re ready to show that we are indeed the power couples just like my parents did.”

There were house helps of course, running around the huge house to make sure everything is perfect whenever Gabriel was throwing another one of his top many parties. Even though it hurt to see her husband interacting with people she hadn’t met before and being completely neglected, she was still happy that things were going well for him. The aspect of not being touched for three years was killing her, it’s been killing her and she doesn’t want to come off as desperate to his husband. They both shared vows in the altar, kissed as a way to seal their marriage. They said their vows, said they’d be together for richer and for poorer, for better for worse but it’s all nonsense, at least that’s wh

"You're not made for a celibate marriage, Camille. You need to be touched. And I'm more than happy to give you that." "It's not that simple." "It is that simple." He spun me around so my back pressed against his chest, his arms caging me in. "Vincent knows what you need. That's why he asked us here. So stop fighting it." His lips found my neck, and I leaned back into him despite myself. And for a moment I let myself imagine this was normal. That wanting two men while married to another wasn't the most complicated situation I'd ever been in. Then I remembered the accident. The way Vincent had looked six months after, when the doctors finally told him the nerve damage was permanent. How he'd c

My stomach twists as I wait patiently for mine. Sinclair and Celia… 6.8… Amar and Vienna, one of the couples that were married before the contest, are at 8.4. I grip onto Zedkiel’s arm, not even realising I have done so until I feel him tense, but I don’t let go, noticing Sinclair’s eyes on me. Ignoring him, I stare at the screen flashing beside our names. 9.4. A few of the couples look at us, and I let out a breath of relief. That is a good number!

“Everyone, with the observation yesterday, only two people voted for each other which was extremely poor so today, we’re going to stir things up. We have arranged a couple task, today's task is a couple photoshoot, we have arranged four different styles, you are to go to the small black room to choose your favorite style with tacit agreement, choose the same style of the male and female and form a temporary couple, the photos taken will be placed on the network in accordance with the CP sense for voting, the couple with the highest popularity value will enjoy a rich lunch provided by our program team, the remaining will only have a simple meal, the pair with the worst popularity will not be