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CHAPTER EIGHT
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There stood Jack, delegating a group of movers like it was just another day at the office. His face was calm and focused as if this wasn’t the home we had built together, as if these weren’t our memories now scattered across the floor in pieces. He didn’t flinch when he saw me standing there.“Jack?” My voice barely a whisper, he glanced up, his expression cold and distant.“What’s going on here?” I demanded, though my voice wavered.Jack sighs as if I was inconveniencing him. “As you can see, Racheal, I’m cleaning up the mess you made.”I blink, stunned. “The mess I made? “Gesturing around the room, my hands trembling.“Jack, you walked out on me. You left without so much as a word! And now you're here... what? Packing up our life like it’s nothing?”He didn’t respond immediately; he just waved at one of the movers to continue taking the furniture. My furniture. Our furniture.“Your things are outside. I figured you’d want some of them back before things get finalized.”“Finalized?”
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Outside the apartment, the guards let go of me, and I stumble, nearly collapsing to the ground.I couldn’t believe it. I had lost everything in the most humiliating way possible.“This can’t be it,” I say to myself out loud. “I will make those sick bastards pay.”The thought of revenge echoes in my mind, growing louder and angrier until it is all I can hear. The Crawfords had humiliated me for the last time. They thought they could cast me aside like I was nothing like I was disposable.I could feel the blood rushing to my head, my pulse thundering in my ears. Suddenly, everything started to spin again. Before I could catch my breath, my vision blurred, and a wave of dizziness crashed over me. I tried to steady myself, but it was too late. My legs gave out beneath me, and I felt myself falling. Everything went dark.I wake to the sterile smell of antiseptic and distant medical equipment beeping. My body felt heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and confusion. Where was I?“Finally, you’
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JACK'S POV"Is she gone?" I ask one of the security guards as he steps back inside, looking a little uncertain, which only irritates me further. I’m in no mood for hesitation.“Yes, sir. We left her outside the gates and threw her things out, just as you asked.”"Good," I snap. "And listen carefully: no matter what, never let that woman come back here again. Do you understand?"He nods quickly, muttering a "Yes, sir" before retreating from my sight. I feel a wave of satisfaction watching him disappear. It’s about time she understood where she stands..Hannah moves closer, slipping her arms around me, her touch gentle yet triumphant. "Are you okay, babe?"I nod. She lets out a sigh of relief, a soft, satisfied smile curling at her lips. “I’m just glad that bitch is out of our lives for good,” she murmurs, her eyes gleaming with something dark and exhilarating.“Go lie down, Hannah. You must be tired from that drama,” I say, brushing her cheek. “You shouldn’t get worked up, not now.”As
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After a week of crying myself to sleep every night, drowning in wine, and devouring my body in carbs, something inside me snapped. It was like a switch had flipped. I was tired of wallowing, tired of feeling like the world’s biggest loser. I still wanted revenge. Oh, I wanted it desperately. But first, I had to rebuild myself. Revenge requires a lot of strength, confidence, and clarity. None of which I had since I decided to spend my time sobbing into a tub of ice cream. It was time to get my life together.Ethan and Amy had been nothing short of angels through it all. They gave me space when I asked for it and were there to support me in the small, quiet ways that mattered. Amy would leave little notes on the kitchen counter, reminding me to eat something healthy or take a walk. Ethan, true to his no-nonsense style, sat me down and offered a lifeline.“One of my business partners just opened a high-end restaurant downtown. They’re looking for someone to handle marketing. With your ma
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“Jake Mathews?” My voice comes out sharper than I intended, disbelief lacing every word. “How is this even possible? Don’t tell me you’re the owner of this new restaurant.” Jake leans back in his chair, his sharp suit doing little to mask the raw energy he exudes. His dark eyes sparkle with a mix of amusement and something else, a look I was all too familiar with. He rises slowly, his movements deliberate and calculated, and walks around the desk toward me, his gaze never wavering.“I was wondering when I’d see you again,” he says smoothly, his lips curling into that trademark smirk that could disarm anyone.“You left quite an impression last time we met, Rachael. I’ll admit, I was hoping our paths would cross again.”I cross my arms, trying to steady myself, though my heart was racing. “Jake? Seriously? How is this even possible? You know Ethan? You’re one of his business partners? How… how have I never heard him mention you?”The questions tumble out of me one after another, givin
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“What did you just say?” My voice comes out trembling with disbelief.“You heard me, Rachael.” Jake says calmly,“I want you to help me take down the Crawfords.”I blink at him, utterly stunned. “You what?” I clutch the arm of the couch, needing something to steady myself. “You want revenge on them? And you think I’m the one to help you? I ask, almost letting out a sarcastic laugh.He didn’t flinch, didn’t so much as blink at my outburst. Instead, he leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his eyes locking on mine. “You’re the perfect person, Rachael. No one knows their weaknesses like you do. And don’t pretend you don’t want the same thing I do.” “ I can’t believe this,” I stammer. “You, how do you even know them? And Ethan? And me? Did you know who I was when we met at the club? Was that all just some elaborate setup?”The questions come tumbling out, my voice rising with every word. I felt like I was drowning, struggling to make sense of the situation. Jake raises his hand
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“This is a tempting offer, Jake,” I admit, swallowing hard. “But I just finalized my divorce with Jack. I can’t just jump into another marriage, even a fake one. What will people think of me?”Jake’s expression didn’t falter, his confidence unshaken. “Rachael, I couldn’t care less what people think, and neither should you. This isn’t about love or a relationship. It’s about strategy. Our marriage is strictly for revenge.I raise a brow, skepticism etching across my face. “Strictly for revenge? You expect me to believe you’re doing this for purely noble reasons?”“Believe what you want,” he responds with a shrug. “The Crawfords have wronged us both, and we both want justice. Together, we have the power to destroy them. Once it’s done, we’ll file for divorce, and you’ll go your way, and I’ll go mine.”My stomach churns at his words. It sounded so cold, calculated, and yet undeniably tempting.“I’m sorry, jake, but even if I agree to this insane plan how are we going to fake a marriage.”
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After a successful first day at work and hours spent plotting revenge with Jake, my drive back to Amy and Ethan’s house felt like the calm before the storm. I hadn’t even considered how this plan would affect Amy and Ethan or how I’d keep it a secret from them. Amy was like a human lie detector, especially when it came to me. If I slipped up even once, she’d see right through it and blab it to Ethan on one of their late-night pillow talks. For now, though, I could only take it one step at a time. Jake and I had barely scratched the surface of our plans, and I didn’t even know where this strange arrangement would take me. One thing was certain, I couldn’t risk Amy knowing. `The smell of roasted chicken and herbs filled the house when I walked through the door. Amy and Ethan were sitting at the dining table, laughing over something that looked like an inside joke. The scene was warm and familiar, in contrast to the whirlwind my life had become.“Welcome home, Rachael! How was your f
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JAKE’S POVInside, the lobby gleams with marble floors and crystal chandeliers, its elegance only adding to the sour taste in my mouth. At the reception desk, a woman with a practiced smile informs me Mrs. Raymond had already left instructions. I was to be sent directly to her suite.As I ride the elevator up, my stomach churns. I feel like a cheap escort being summoned to perform a duty. The thought makes me sick, but I bury the emotion deep, locking it away where it can’t touch me. I remind myself why I am here. This is business. Nothing more.The elevator chimes softly, and the doors slide open. I walk down the plush-carpeted hallway, my footsteps muffling as if the hotel itself is trying to silence my guilt. Room 912. My hand hesitates on the door handle for a brief second before I swipe the keycard and step inside.The room is dimly lit; Mrs. Raymond is already waiting for me. She is sprawled across the bed in a silk robe and red lingerie that leaves little to the imagination. He
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JAKE’S POVThe past few days had been a blur of chaos. Between insurance meetings, ongoing investigations, and trying to salvage what I could from the restaurant fire, I barely had time to breathe, let alone see Rachael. I would leave the house before she woke up and return long after she was asleep. It wasn’t ideal, but it had to be done.At least I was making progress.I’d managed to acquire a significant number of shares in Crawford Oil Industries (COI), and now, I was one signature away from becoming the majority shareholder. It was a risky game, but one I couldn’t afford to lose. I just hoped the Crawfords wouldn’t catch wind of what I was doing before it was too late.Tonight is crucial. I had arranged a dinner with the last shareholder, Mrs. Raymond, a shrewd businesswoman with a reputation for playing hardball. I picked one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city—an attempt to “butter her up” before dropping the offer. If I could convince her, my plan would finally fall
