Amber Sterling had it all—until her marriage turned into a nightmare. Trapped by a husband who hides his cruelty behind a charming facade, Amber’s only escape is a chance encounter with Liam Gray, her high school sweetheart turned powerful CEO. When Amber discovers Dan’s infidelity, she realizes she’s not content just to walk away—she’s going to take back her life and expose him for the fraud he is—she’s ready to get even. With Liam’s support, Amber sets out to reclaim her life and bring down the man who stole it. For fans of steamy romance and sweet revenge, this promises to keep you on the edge of your seat.
View MoreThe next day, I sat in a sleek conference room with Liam by my side, facing the PR team from his company. My hands were clasped together on the table, my fingers twisting anxiously as I listened to them go over the best course of action."We need to take control of the narrative," one of the PR representatives, a sharp-dressed woman named Claire, said. She folded her hands in front of her and gave me a calm but firm look. "Right now, the public is divided, but Dan has the upper hand. He got ahead of the story and made you look like the bad guy. We need to change that."I swallowed hard. "How?"Claire exchanged glances with one of her colleagues a guy named, Tom, before pulling out her tablet. "We’ve drafted a post for your social media. All you need to do is approve it and post it."She slid the tablet in my direction and I picked it up with shaky fingers and read it silently first, my eyes scanning the words they’d crafted:“I’ve stayed silent long enough. Everything Dan has said abo
After I dropped the bombshell about Dan hitting Amber, Dad was the first to pull himself together. He looked at me, shaking his head, and said he had no idea that guy used to lay a hand on her. “That’s bad. It’s a good thing Amber left,” he added. “No woman should have to endure a beating in a marriage.” I could tell he meant it. His voice had that steady, no-nonsense tone he gets when he’s pissed.Mom, though, she was still in shock. Her eyes were wide, and she spoke up before Dad could say anything else. “I had no idea,” she said, her voice soft, almost trembling. “Thank God Amber left. Poor Amber. I wonder why she pretended to be happy while he was hitting her.” Then she paused, and I could see her thoughts shifting. She turned to me, her expression tightening. “Even though what Dan did was awful, Liam, you don’t need to insert yourself into this situation. You can help Amber without dating her. This whole thing is messy and you shouldn’t let yourself get dragged into it.”I couldn
When I pulled up to my parent’s house, I barely had time to step inside before I heard my name.“Well, well, look who finally decided to show up,” Lilian drawled from the living room, a glass of wine in her hand. I already knew what her smirk was about and I wasn’t in the mood.I sighed. “Hey, Lils.”She smirked and walked over. “Your mom’s in the kitchen, and let me tell you, she is not happy.”I rubbed the back of my neck. “Yeah, I figured. She called me earlier.”Lilian raised a brow. “So, you and Amber, huh? No wonder you were so damn on edge the last time her name came up at dinner.”I shot her a look, but she just grinned and took a sip of her wine. “So tell me, when exactly did this start?”“We only started seeing each other after she left Dan,” I said firmly. “That marriage was a sham, Lils. And she already served him divorce papers, but he refused to sign them.”Lilian hummed, tilting her head. “Yeah, but Dan’s out here making it look like you two were sneaking around behind
Back at the office, I couldn’t focus. My mind kept drifting to Amber, her tear-streaked face, the way her voice cracked when she told me what Dan had done. The rage I felt earlier was still burning in my chest, a steady, unrelenting fire. And I felt like hitting something more, like I felt like hitting Dan.I wanted to hurt Dan. Badly.The bastard had always been a selfish prick, but this? Smearing Amber’s name, painting her as the villain just to salvage his fragile ego? That was something I wasn’t going to take, and I would make sure that he paid.I clenched my fists at the memory of her breaking down in my office, feeling powerless as she read the comments tearing her apart. If I had Dan in front of me right now, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold back.I had just wrapped up a meeting when my phone rang. Brian.I already knew what this was about. My phone had been ringing non-stop since that idiot released his ridiculous statement—media houses, bloggers, reporters, all wanting to co
Liam let out a curse as he read the statement Dan had released. “That bastard doesn’t just know when to stop,” he muttered.I couldn’t believe this. This was low, even for Dan. Then again, he had always been selfish. He had never cared about how his actions affected me as long as he came out looking like the perfect husband. I should have known he would go to any length to spite me. But I never thought he would drag me through the mud like this—turning me into a villain for the whole world to see.Liam placed my phone on his desk and reached for me, holding my face, his thumbs brushing away the last of my tears. “Amber,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “Don’t worry. Everything is going to be okay.”I let out a humorless laugh, shaking my head. “You don’t understand, Liam.” My voice wavered as I gestured helplessly toward my phone on the desk. “People are tearing me apart online. They’re calling me a cheating whore. A liar. Dan has made me out to be the villain, and they’re eating it
The moment those words left my mother’s mouth, my stomach clenched. "Are you sure?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper."It’s all over social media, Amber," she said, her tone laced with urgency.My fingers tightened around the phone as dread coiled in my chest. “I’ll call you back,” I muttered, ending the call before she could say anything else.My heart pounded as I tapped open Twitter. The trending section confirmed my worst fear. My marriage to Dan was making headlines.I clicked on the top post, and a video started playing. It was from the restaurant a few days ago. Dan sat across from me, his hand reaching out to grip mine, I jerked my hand away, my expression unreadable to an outsider, but I knew what was running through my mind in that moment. Disgust. Frustration. Resentment.The caption beneath the video made my throat tighten:“Is there trouble in Sullivan paradise?”The post went on to speculate about my absence from Dan’s recent luncheon, suggesting that we had sepa
I stirred awake to a sensation so blissful, so warm, that I thought I was still dreaming. Soft lips brushed along my bare shoulder, trailing a path of heat down my spine, sending tiny shivers racing across my bare skin. After making love into the early hours of the morning, we both slept naked in each other’s arms.I let out a sigh, somewhere between contentment and need, as the lips ventured lower, followed by the featherlight touch of his fingers gliding over my hip.A slow, indulgent kiss pressed against the dip of my back. Then another. My body arched instinctively, drawn to his touch, my skin buzzing with anticipation. A deep chuckle rumbled from behind me, sending another wave of warmth curling in my stomach."Liam," I whispered, my voice still thick with sleep.His lips brushed my ear as his hand slid up my thigh, his touch both possessive and reverent. "Morning, beautiful," he murmured, the huskiness in his voice making my stomach flutter.I barely had time to respond before h
Throughout the day, Liam and I tried our best to keep our hands to ourselves and act professional around each other. It was hard but we made it to the end of workdayThe ride back to the penthouse was quiet, but there was an unspoken tension crackling between us. As he drove, Liam's hand rested on my thigh, his thumb tracing slow, lazy circles against my skin. It was an absentminded touch, but it sent shivers down my spine. I placed my hand over his, feeling the warmth of his palm beneath mine. It was such a simple act, yet it felt so intimate.My mind kept drifting back to what he had said that morning. My girlfriend. He had called me his girlfriend. The words kept replaying in my head, twisting and turning in my thoughts. Should I bring it up? Should I ask him if he really meant it? It shouldn’t be a big deal, but for some reason, it was.Swallowing hard, I pushed the thought aside and turned to him. "How's your dad?" I asked, hoping to distract myself.Liam glanced at me briefly be
I padded out to the kitchen, the smell of something sweet filling the air. My eyes landed on Liam, standing by the stove, flipping pancakes with effortless ease. He was still shirtless, his toned back and strong arms flexing with every movement. The sight of him cooking, completely at ease in the kitchen, did something strange to my heart.Liam turned just then, catching me staring. A cute smile spread across his face, his dark eyes filled with warmth.“Coffee?” he asked.“Yes please.” I smiled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "Need any help?"He shook his head, lowering the heat on the stove before reaching for a mug. "Nope, I got it." He poured me a cup of coffee, fixing it just the way I liked, before handing it to me. "You just sit there and relax."I took the mug, warmth spreading through my fingers as his fingers brushed mine. "Thank you."Liam leaned in and kissed my nose before turning back to the stove. I settled onto one of the barstools by the island, wrapping
AmberThere was a time when I loved him with everything I had, and thought he loved me too. I was so sure of us, so sure of him. But now…I wasn’t sure anymore. It’s hard to believe you’re loved when you’re constantly being treated like a maid in your own home.There are some days I try to convince myself that Dan still loves me, but I later get to realize that’s all a show for the public’s approval. My husband lives off it.I’m fumbling with the zipper of my dress when Dan storms into my bedroom, his voice already rising as he calls out my name.“Amber!” Dan’s voice booms with anger. “Are you still not ready yet? We’re going to be late for the gala! What the hell is taking you so long?” His words are sharp, cutting into me like a thousand tiny knives. They always do.“I’m almost done,” I reply, my voice trembling as I finally get around to zipping my dress. I’d chosen one of the dresses Dan had Lilian his personal shopper bring me. Trust Dan to treat me like trash, but the moment ther...
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