riella's lips. So this was w

out of the New York City Civil Courthouse, each

second she saw the divorce papers in Damian's hand. She'd fina

hifted in the woman-her striking features were even more captivating now, but

ous of that face. Now, she'd

lked away with nothing," Hayleigh simpered, voic

the Ohio Rust Belt. It had been a blessing for her to even be

ss laugh. Even now, Hayleigh was

they'd shipped her off to live with distant relatives in the Rust Belt the second she was born, never checking i

ior, immediately sent to an elite private boarding school in Swi

Gabriella learned the truth: the family had found their re

ing to her. She'd only come back to New York to

been sent away in the first place:

ian had met the sweet, innocent Hayleigh on a business trip to Europe, and fallen head over hee

photos of her and Damian in bed, over and

ld and unapologet

glance. "Don't trouble yourself, Miss Bla

straight, she hailed a yellow cab on the side of the ro

y because she knew the other t

l his knuckles turned white, veins bulging in his fore

gait been so o

ew York traffic, gaze fixed on the empty road

to his arm. "That backwoods hick is finally gone, a

d barely wait to call her pare

, but his voice was soft and tender when h

ill be so happy when he hears you're divorced. Le

self. He looked down at the sweet, innocent young woman in front of him, and smile

good. Gone completely. It was all thanks to her mother's flawless plan

t Side townhouse. His phone buzzed in his pocket, caller ID flashing the CEO o

ly, climbing out and wai

, voice low and gravelly

y warehouse with a knife to my throat, made me sign that damn contract. I put a bullet in her side, and she dug that slug out with

tly, his blood turning to ice in h