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ROSALIE'S POV~One of the assistants stepped forward just as I adjusted the files on my desk. She was petite, maybe a little younger than me, with a sharp bob and thick glasses that made her look smarter than most. She stepped confidently but stopped just short of my desk before giving a respectful bow.“Ma’am,” she began, her voice crisp. “I’m Stacy. One of your main PAs now. I was asked to personally hand you this file. It’s from Mr. Montgomery. He said you'd want to review the list of companies interested in new partnership deals.”I nodded, taking the file from her fingers without a word. My nails clicked softly against the seal as I opened the folder.My eyes scanned the first page—and froze.Dead cold.My breath caught somewhere between my ribs and my throat. Because the first name on the list was all too familiar.Chloe’s Cosmetics. One I've been stalking her up for For a moment, I forgot to breathe. My pulse roared in my ears, rage creeping into my limbs like acid. I snapped
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ROSALIE'S POV~Chloe’s shriek tore through the store, making everyone flinch. Everyone but me. I didn’t even blink.“You stupid bitch!” she screeched, stomping closer, heels clacking madly on the floor. “Is this your best shot, Rosalie? Huh? I thought you were done with Damien! I thought you were over him and everything that has to do with him! What the hell are you doing now—throwing a tantrum? Trying to prove a silly point?” Her voice cracked as her eyes blazed. “You’ll always be a trophy wife! That’s all you were ever good for!”My eyes met hers coldly, my lips curling into the softest, most infuriating smile. I turned on my heels slowly. I tilted my head slightly, almost in pity.“Chloe, darling,” I purred, “I think you’re confused. You’re no longer in my class. And if you’d like to speak to me, I suggest you find someone in your league first—maybe then your blabbering might make sense.”Her face twisted in rage, and in a flash, she yanked one of her heels off and hurled it at me.
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ROSALIE'S POV~The door clicked shut behind me with a soft thud. I barely had the energy to move, let alone think. My body ached, my feet were sore, and there was a faint, dry sting pulsing at my temple where Chloe’s damn heel had connected. I should’ve gone straight to bed. I should’ve ignored the lights and music and headed straight for a hot shower and sleep.But there he was.Ezra.Seated on the edge of the couch like he’d been waiting hours, one elbow on the armrest, long fingers curled around a glass of whiskey. The shadows softened the sharp edges of his jawline, but the darkness in his eyes—they were sharp. Alert. Watching me.Tracking me.He stood the second he saw me, setting his glass down with a quiet clink. His eyes dipped to my face, narrowing, darkening like a storm cloud gathering over still water.“What the fuck happened to you?”His voice was low. Controlled. But it rippled with something dangerous underneath.I opened my mouth to brush it off, but I didn’t get the c
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ROSALIE'S POV~Ezra pressed against me, his large frame dwarfing mine. His powerful body crushed me into the wall as he lowered himself onto my exposed neck, breathing hotly on my pulse point.His tongue darted out, lapping gently across my throat before nipping at the tender skin. My breath caught as I felt his teeth sink in, biting hard enough to leave a mark.Ezra took my lobe between his teeth, pulling sharply and sending jolts of pleasure-pain through me. I moaned out loud, unable to hide my need any longer.His large hands ran down my arms, making goosebumps rise in their wake. He grasped my wrists tighter, holding them firmly behind my back as he ground his cock into me from behind."I've wanted this for too fucking long," he growled against my ear, biting down harder. I bucked wildly against him, feeling a wetness pool between my thighs. "Submit to me, Rosalie." I said nothing. My mind was in a total mess. I just couldn't mutter a word!"I like knowing I make you feel alive,"
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DAMIEN'S POV~I stood behind my desk, jaw clenched, my fists curled at my sides. The thick silence of my office was broken only by the faint hum of the news from the flat screen on the wall.And then I saw it.BREAKING NEWS: Heiress Rosalie STONE, Ex-wife Of Damien Wyatt Attacked Inside Chloe’s Cosmetics. Public Outrage Ensues.There she was—Rosalie.Head held high. Confident. Unbothered.Until the moment Chloe, launched her heel across the room like a feral banshee.And it struck Rosalie in the forehead.The camera caught it all. The gasp that left her lips. The stumble backward. The blood.I felt it like a punch in my own gut.The screen lit up with public reactions. Comments, clips, hashtags already going viral.> "Rosalie didn’t deserve that. Chloe’s unhinged.">> "She was right to take Chloe's company. Karma hit fast and hard.">> "This is what happens when side chicks overstep."The rage that swelled inside me was instantaneous and unforgiving. My vision blurred at the edges,
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ROSALIE'S POV~The world outside was still drenched in that eerie kind of silence that only existed at dawn — before the city stirred, before the lies and chaos of the day began.It was just a few minutes past five in the morning, and the streets were still wet from the faint drizzle that had fallen sometime during the night.Ezra had left late last night for a business meeting in another state. His absence felt heavier than I wanted to admit.But maybe that was for the best. He didn’t need to know what I was doing. Not yet.I pulled the hood of my black sweatshirt tighter over my head, keeping my face low as I slipped out of the car. Sebastian, who Ezra had tasked to keep an eye on me, stayed behind the wheel, pretending not to notice the questionable address I had asked him to drive to.Smart man.The building was tucked between two rundown shops. You wouldn’t even notice it if you weren’t looking. The only sign was a tiny brass plate beside the heavy oak door that simply read: "Liu
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ROSALIE'S POV~The moment we pulled into Ezra’s estate, Naomi practically squealed in my ear.“Oh my God, Rosalie, is this seriously where you’re living now?” she gasped, sticking her head out the window like a damn puppy. “Girl, this looks like something out of Architectural Digest. Is that marble? That’s marble, right? Wait—is that a freaking indoor fountain?!”I stifled a smile as the maids came out to help with her luggage, clearly overwhelmed by the number of designer suitcases she had. Naomi never traveled light. She waved at one of the maids like she was the queen of England and stepped down in her pink Dior slides, sighing dramatically as her feet touched the driveway.“My soles are crying. Who knew first-class still had a way of breaking your damn heels?”I held the door open for her, and once we were inside the grand sitting room, she flopped onto the couch like she owned the place. “Okay, I need a foot rub, a mimosa, and someone’s rich husband to stare at me for the next te
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CHLOE'S POV~I didn’t even realize I’d been pacing until I saw my own reflection in the hallway mirror—hair disheveled, mascara smudged like war paint down my cheeks. I looked unhinged.The envelope still lay on the floor, but my phone buzzed again. And again. The vibrations were relentless, like a warning drum.I snatched it from the coffee table with trembling fingers and finally flipped it over.24 Missed Calls.14 New Messages.News Alerts: “Emergency Recall on Chloe Lancaster’s New Cosmetic Line After Reports of Skin Burns.”My chest tightened.I clicked one of the notifications. The screen filled with a video—news anchor, grave-faced, reading off a statement.“Several users across New York have reported second-degree burns after using the recently launched Chloe Cosmetics skin serum. The company has yet to release a public statement, but an emergency recall has been issued. This comes just days after Chloe Lancaster was filmed physically assaulting Rosalie Stone at a charity gal
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