He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand.
I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration.
By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married.
Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied.
Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him.
When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking.
He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?"
I smiled, signed my name, and walked out.
I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won.
I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me.
Game on.

It was 3:00 PM. I let out a satisfied breath, saving my work for the day, and stretched my arms over my head. My first week back at JeffTech was going beautifully, but the best part of my new routine was this exact moment, closing time.


By the time I gathered my bag and rode the elevator down to the daycare, I was already missing my little girl. I pushed the door open, expecting to see Mama Rita holding her, but I froze in the doorway.


Standing in the center of the colorful playroom was a familiar, towering figure. Franklin was dressed in his sharp, black suit, looking completely massive against the backdrop of miniature plastic chairs and plush toys. He was cradling a fast-asleep Lael against his broad chest, his large hand gently supporting her head as she snored softly against his shoulder. Mama Rita stood nearby, looking at the two of them with a deeply amused, adoring smile.


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