I spent three years saving every money, skipping meals, and working double shifts so my husband could build his empire. I even buried my mother with the money I scraped together and he had millions hidden away the whole time. Enough to save her but he just chose not to.
I found out on a plane. Sitting right next to the woman he was cheating with.
So I walked into a bar, found the most dangerous looking stranger I have ever seen, and did something I never thought I was capable of. One night. No names. No strings.
I slipped out before he wakes up.
Now my ex husband is begging for forgiveness. And the stranger from that night? He just walked into my office. Turns out he owns half the world. Turns out he is the one man my ex husband fears the most.
And he says he has been looking for me.
