The Billionaire's Silent Wife No More

ah. You're ma

ion cold and bored. On the bed lay the thick stack of papers that ended our three-year marriage. I fe

"I gave up everything. I stayed in this house. I played the silent wife

e a debt my father had to pay off. I've done my time, Sarah. The three-year clause in the ma

g in Jason's world. He was taller than Jason, broader, and dressed in a charcoal suit that looked like it cost more than our

His voice was a low, dangerous rumble

antly. He sounded small. "I'm just

is eyes were like flint, dark and unreadable, but there was an intensity there that felt like a physica

the bed, passing me so closely I could feel the heat radiating from him. He picked up the

tammered, looking fro

e sure the Miller assets are transferred back to the Vanguard group once you sign. No

a. The woman he had been seen with at every ga

said, the hurt finally cracki

e you out. Don't take anything that wasn't yours when you arrived. Which, if

d him. The sound echoed in the room, leav

essy wave of emotion hitting me. I wanted to scream, to tear the papers, to run aft

ront of me, his presence filling the empty space Jason had left behind. "Loya

ing about me." I snap

see a small scar near his eyebrow. He smelled of expensive tobacco and something dark. "I know your father sold you for 30 billion dollars to cover

"How do yo

rdening. "I've been watching your life through a ledger for ten years, Sarah. I saw the day yo

u here? If you're the 'insuranc

icked up a small, gold-framed photo of me as a child. He looke

person your father owes the next debt to. And since Jason has decided

inally bubbling over. "I don't care about contracts o

door, the press will be on you. Jason has already leaked the story. He's the victim of a 'gold-digging' wife

t cruel. But I knew he could. He had spent three years slo

but it held a terrifying promise. "Sign them and walk out of he

sked, looking at t

o let me help

he moved, the way he spoke. He wasn't a savior. He was a shark. B

me?" I asked. "What

a stray hair from my face. His touch was electric, m

n years. I'm tired of the view from the shadows. I want to see

e paper. I signed my name-Sarah Miller. I didn't add the Vanguar

said, handing

. "It's just starting. Go pack your suitcase, Sarah. You

am I

a hotel. And then, to a war. I hope you brought something red. Y

walked to the closet and pulled out the old suitcase I had brought with me three years ago. I f

a woman with twelve dollars and a man

ng in the hallway, his face unreadable. As we headed toward the st

d as we reached

es

have anyt

rnoon light hitting us. He looked at me

buy some on Jason's credit card b

dn't know who Julian was, and I didn't know if I could trust him. But as th

no idea what he h