I was devoted to Tom Collin, a man whose ambition I once admired. I gave up my career, my future, my entire identity for him. I was the perfect wife while he built his empire. But when he reached the top, I became invisible.
Then I found him with her—his college ex, the woman who’d abandoned him when he had nothing. When I confronted him, the man I married vanished, replaced by a monster whose hands left bruises on my skin.
I was finally ready to leave. But I never got the chance. He left our five-year-old daughter, Joy, alone for his mistress. And in his absence, my baby was murdered.
I buried my child, and with her, the weak woman I used to be. In a haze of grief, I let a handsome stranger hold me for one night in Italy—a single moment of oblivion.
Five years later, I live for one purpose: Revenge. Tom Collin will pay for what he did. He has no idea the woman now standing before him. But my new boss… he might. The magnetic CEO of our rival company is the stranger from that night. And he doesn’t know he’s the father of my secret daughter.


Mr. Spike gestured with a casual flick of his wrist, and the bodyguards melted away from the office like shadows retreating at dawn. The heavy door sealed shut with a quiet thud that seemed to reverberate through my bones. Now it was just the two of us, surrounded by nothing but expensive mahogany furniture and the weight of unspoken history.


The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. I could hear the low whisper of the ventilation system and the thundering of my own pulse in my ears. Every instinct screamed at me to turn around and march right back out that door.


He motioned toward the leather chair positioned across from his imposing desk. The gesture was smooth, calculated, like a chess master moving his pieces into position. His gaze remained fixed on me with an intensity that made my skin prickle.


Chapter 107 - Chapter 107 Drawing Professional Lines