I was devoted to Tom Collin, a man whose ambition I once admired. I gave up my career, my future, my entire identity for him. I was the perfect wife while he built his empire. But when he reached the top, I became invisible.
Then I found him with her—his college ex, the woman who’d abandoned him when he had nothing. When I confronted him, the man I married vanished, replaced by a monster whose hands left bruises on my skin.
I was finally ready to leave. But I never got the chance. He left our five-year-old daughter, Joy, alone for his mistress. And in his absence, my baby was murdered.
I buried my child, and with her, the weak woman I used to be. In a haze of grief, I let a handsome stranger hold me for one night in Italy—a single moment of oblivion.
Five years later, I live for one purpose: Revenge. Tom Collin will pay for what he did. He has no idea the woman now standing before him. But my new boss… he might. The magnetic CEO of our rival company is the stranger from that night. And he doesn’t know he’s the father of my secret daughter.


Delia wore that particular expression that women get when they believe they've been wrongfully accused - part wounded innocence, part righteous indignation. Her voice carried a note of confusion that made my jaw tighten.


"We discussed this yesterday," she said, the words coming out softer than usual. "I assumed you remembered our conversation."


I could hear the uncertainty creeping into her tone, maybe shame, possibly regret.


Alliances demand constant recalibration. Until this moment, Delia and I had moved in perfect synchronization. Now something had shifted, throwing our carefully constructed balance into chaos.


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