Chapter 1Katniss“Get away! Let me in! I am still his wife,” I exclaimed, slamming my hand on the broad chest of the bodyguard barring my way. After ten minutes of hysterical begging, I finally forced the door open.I cried helplessly, tears streaming down my face. Everyone in the room looked at me with disgust.“That woman! Why is she here?” Their murmurs cut through me like blades.This should have been the happiest day of my life. My husband, who had left for a business trip five months ago, was now returning home. But now, standing in the doorway, I witnessed the unthinkable: he was marrying another woman—the very woman who had schemed to drive us apart. She had always been a loser, but now she had won.I strode forward, my face burning with anger, and slapped her hard across the cheek.SLAP!If I hadn't overheard the maids gossiping, I would never have known about their secret wedding. But why? How could he betray me like this?She winced, clamping her mouth shut to stifle a gas
Five years later...My breath caught as his hand slid along my waist, caressing my stomach. His lips teased the side of my face, then moved to my ear, kissing softly. I heard him whisper in his deep voice, "The first time I saw you in the club, I knew I wanted to have a one-night stand with you."I closed my eyes, unable to stop a single tear from falling. My toes curled, wanting to push the body above me away and run from there. But I had no other choice.My daughter had just finished treatment at the hospital, but she wasn't allowed to go home because I hadn't yet paid off the hospital bills. I work as a fashion designer, but this month's salary hasn't come in because the company is going through a crisis, and my boss absolutely refuses to give me an advance.And here I am now. In a cheap hotel with a stranger whose name I don't even know. I need money fast! Following advice from a friend who secured my company, I made up my mind to sell my body because I was informed that it was hi
Katniss“Uncle!” Giselle shouted. A faint smile flickered on his face as he turned towards her, but it vanished the moment his eyes met mine. His body stiffened, eyes widening as he silently mouthed my name. “Katniss.” That’s James ... my ex-husband.“Aww, Mommy, it hurts.” I snapped out of my thoughts and released Giselle's hand. I knelt to check her hand, realizing I had held it too tightly.“Sweetie, I’m sorry." I dared not turn my head as I heard footsteps approaching, his silhouette coming into view.“Uncle!” Giselle called out again, joy in her voice, unaware this man was one of the reasons for our suffering.“Katniss,” he called again, reaching out his hand to help me stand. I stared coldly at his outstretched hand before standing on my own. We locked eyes in silence.“Thank you,” I said coldly. “Giselle said you brought her back.”James hesitated, glancing between Giselle and me. His gaze held deep sorrow and regret, but I dismissed it. There’s no way this heartless man could
JamesMy heart dropped when Mr. Corleone announced that Katniss would soon be Mrs. Corleone. Since when was she involved with one of the most powerful CEOs in Europe? Questions swarmed my mind.“Pardon, sir?” Katniss looked just as shocked, her expression puzzled. A flicker of hope sparked within me.Mr. Corleone chuckled, glancing at Katniss before looking back at me. “Just a joke. The atmosphere was tense, and I was trying to lighten the mood,” he explained. “Or maybe not?” he added with a small laugh, making it clear he was joking. Katniss responded with a faint smile."Ah," Katniss said, her smile barely there. My heart burned with jealousy. What was happening? Why did I feel this way?"I was really shocked. I thought my ex-wife had already found my replacement," I blurted out, locking eyes with Mr. Corleone, a silent challenge hanging in the air. It was as if I was staking a claim, reminding him that Katniss had once been mine.“James,” Katniss protested softly, my words making t
Katniss"So... he's your ex-husband, isn't he?" Mr. Corleone's sudden question startled me. I had been lost in thought, and the worst part was that I had been thinking about the very person Mr. Corleone wanted to discuss.I didn’t answer right away. The last thing I wanted was to dig up the past. But my boss stared at me with a curious intensity. I wasn’t sure why, but after working with him for so long, I’d learned one thing—he was always curious about my life. About other people? Mr. Corleone hardly cared. In fact, he didn’t care at all.Maybe it was because I was his personal assistant, and he thought getting to know me better would make our interactions smoother, more relaxed. A part of me suspected he was trying to blur the lines between boss and assistant, creating an easier flow in our work relationship."Do we really need to talk about this, sir?" I asked, forcing a smile. It was hard, considering how uncomfortable the topic was.Mr. Corleone seemed to read my expression, and
KatnissI gave him a confused look, tilting my head slightly. “Of course, sir,” I replied to his earlier question.A subtle smirk tugged at the corner of Mr. Corleone’s lips. His gaze fixed ahead, the car already in motion as we pulled away. I turned my attention forward as well, but faintly, I heard him murmur.“That will change.”I snapped my head back toward him, startled. “Excuse me, sir? Did you say something?” I asked, needing clarification.I had caught a glimpse of his words, but their meaning eluded me. Was he talking about our talking about ‘friends’ earlier? But Mr. Corleone remained silent, his focus entirely on the road ahead. I shrugged it off, refusing to dwell on it.***James“Wait!” Liam Kent’s voice cut through the air just before I disappeared from his sight. "It’s been so long since we’ve talked. Don’t you miss your sweet older brother?" He spoke with that sickeningly sweet tone, exaggerated on purpose.I stopped in my tracks, hearing his footsteps growing closer.
Katniss"Come on, sweetie."Giselle nodded, and I took her tiny hand as we stepped out of the apartment. But I froze instantly. Someone was already standing at our door."Oh my God! Mr. Corleone, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" I gasped, clutching my chest. He simply smiled, completely unfazed."Heading out?" His voice was calm, almost too casual for the way my heart was racing."Uncle! It’s the same uncle from yesterday," Giselle exclaimed, eyes wide with recognition."What brings you here so early?" I asked, trying to catch my breath and make sense of his sudden appearance.He glanced at me briefly, then crouched down to Giselle’s level. "Good morning, Giselle. Did you sleep well?" His voice softened as he addressed her, his gaze kind and warm.Giselle nodded shyly. "Yes, Uncle."Yesterday, he’d introduced us to his family, as promised. Giselle had been hesitant at first, but now... now there was something different. They had connected in a way that seemed almost too easy, too fa
KatnissI wanted to pull Mr. Corleone away from this place immediately. My hand was already gripping his arm when he looked at me, puzzled. But before I could urge him to leave, my eyes locked with his.The shock in his gaze was unmistakable when he saw me. His eyes flicked to Giselle, then to Mr. Corleone, and James’s expression instantly hardened, turning cold.What irritated me even more was the fact that James was currently with the homewrecker—Renata. She was busy examining some snacks, asking James to choose which one was better, but he wasn’t paying her any attention. His focus was entirely on me and Mr. Corleone.Renata raised an eyebrow, clearly confused about what had caught her husband’s attention. She followed his gaze and, the moment she saw me, her face twisted into a sour expression. Her eyes narrowed as they met mine."James!" I heard her voice snap as she called out to her husband, slapping his arm.“What are you staring at?!” Renata immediately erupted in anger.Jame