He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand.
I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration.
By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married.
Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied.
Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him.
When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking.
He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?"
I smiled, signed my name, and walked out.
I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won.
I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me.
Game on.

The article popped up on my phone while I was sitting in my apartment in Newark, drinking cold coffee and staring at nothing. I was beginning to loose my shit hiding here. 


I, a lead developer is hiding in this rat hole that smells of pee. What a disgusting thing. Which was Octavia and Franklin's fault.


I felt my phone vibrate. I checked if it was a message from Roderigo. But apparently, what I would see would fuel the rage in me.


"Franklin Flemington and Octavia Herman Renew Their Vows in Intimate Ceremony."


They'd gotten married again. As if the first time wasn't enough. As if the fake marriage, the contract, the desperation of it all hadn't been enough. They'd decided to do it again. To stand in front of people and promise each other forever.


Chapter 215 - ~ 215