Five years as Adrian Blackwood's nameless shadow—secretary by day, lover by night—Celeste Hartwell had given him everything. Yet all she received in return was his command to marry another man, all for the sake of his precious first love.
Fine. She would marry.
Wedding, marriage certificate, resignation letter submitted—Celeste Hartwell vanished from his world without a trace.
When they met again.
He remained the golden boy of the business world, the compass of the investment industry.
She had reclaimed her identity as the eldest daughter of the Hartwell family, her arm linked through her husband's at events, her smile gentle and proper.
Her swollen belly unmistakable.
Everyone praised the Hartwell couple as a perfect match, a union of talent and beauty. Everyone except Adrian Blackwood—
He was losing his mind.
In a deserted corner, he pinned her against the wall, his dark eyes burning with ruthless fury. "Celeste Hartwell, divorce him. Now."
"Or does CEO Blackwood intend to become my son's stepfather?"
