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.

The hallway was cool and quiet as we followed Miranda, each step echoing softly on the polished floor. The conference room door stood just ahead, and with every inch we gained, my pulse quickened. Miranda glanced back at us; her smile was calm, but her eyes were sharp with the weight of the day. Beside me, Victoria gave my hand a quick, encouraging squeeze, though I could feel the tremor of nerves in her own grip.


Miranda pushed the door open. Inside, the massive mahogany table gleamed under recessed lighting. The board members of JeffTech sat on one side, and across from them were Franklin and his team.


Franklin sat at the head of the table. He looked devastating—his posture was domineering, his expression a mask of strict professionalism.


 He looked every bit the powerful CEO the world feared. We took our seats quietly. I sat next to Victoria, my fingers twisting together in my lap to hide their shaking.


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