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.

I've been hiding for three days in a hotel room in Queens, and I can feel the walls closing in. Not because they're small. They're closing in because I can see everything falling apart, and I'm running out of time.


I needed to act fast. No one knew where I am, I am just under a disguise.


My phone won't stop buzzing. Messages from contacts I'd rather forget. News alerts about everything happening with the Flemingtons. I don't open most of them. I just watch the notifications pile up like they're a countdown timer to my arrest.


Dorian got arrested this morning. I saw it on the news. They came for him at the Flemington headquarters, and he went quietly. That should have told me something right there. I am sure there was enough evidence.


Chapter 204 - ~ 204