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No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

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"Nothing comes without a price, Ms Lopez." He said in a low voice, flashing her a cocky grin.

"Are you willing to do anything to get the lead role?"

"Yes, I am."

Mia hoped he wouldn't say the words she had been familiar with over the years.

She chewed on her bottom lips nervously, and watched as the man leaned back on his plush chair, and Mia could feel his hungry gaze feeding on her delicate curves.

"Just one night with me.. Mia Lopez."

He dropped the words she had been scared of, and her head banged.

Not again!

"A night with you?" she spat, disgusted. "You're sick!"

The man's annoying laughter filled her ears, and she grabbed her bag, feeling suffocated in his office.

After trying so hard to show him what she got during the audition, this was all he could ask for, just like others.

"This is a lifetime opportunity. You won't want to miss it."

Mia glared at the slightly older man and he pushed a written piece of note to her.

Her eyes darted to the note and the steamy coffee on his desk.

"Sure, I won't want to miss this opportunity, Mr... Martinez." That was the name his assistant had called him earlier.

However, she picked up the piece of note, and shredded it to pieces.

"What the..." His eyes flashed with anger and his lips pursed in a thin line. "Bitch!"

Bitch? Mia lost it.

She threw her leg over the table and grabbed his collar forcefully.

"I am not some whore you can mess with, you dirty pig!"

"Let me go!" he grunted, struggling with her grip, but Mia wasn't done yet.

Picking up the cup of coffee, she emptied the hot liquid on his face and Mr Martinez let out a loud scream, piercing the walls of his spacious office.

She pushed him off when his assistant ran in, and she stormed out of his office hurriedly.

Just when she thought this time will be different.

"Shit!" she cursed, rage ripping through her body.

She hurried into an exclusive elevator, ignoring the warning that read, "Out of Limits".

Mia tapped her feet impatiently, desperate to leave here as soon as possible.

Her mind raced over all that happened.

X-World Entertainment has always been her dream over the years and no one could explain how excited she was, when she walked in through the large glassy door for this audition.

She had felt like one of her favorite celebrity, Harper Hernandez. The image of her appearing on TV and receiving the award for the best actress of the year had played in her head.

She wanted to make her sick mother proud. Her hopes of paying for her mother's surgery bills had been high but now, her dreams were shattered once again.

The elevator dinged open and Mia bumped into a hard wall, but there was no wall.

Wincing in pain and frustration, she slammed her fists on the hard and sturdy chest of the masculine figure.

"Watch where you're going!" she snapped, but he didn't bulge.

Immediately sensing the powerful aura around him, Mia raised her hazel eyes to meet a pair of piercing grey eyes boring into hers.

"You trespassed," his deep voice made her shiver.

"Excuse me?"

"How dare you?" He looked at her with disdain and his voice laced with arrogance.

Mia twitched her lips, recognizing the CEO of X-World Entertainment, Xavier Singh. Heir of the Singh family, the wealthiest in California.

"How dare you bump into me?" Mia blurted, surprised at her own outburst.

His blank eyes flickered with something unreadable, then with a snap of his long and slender fingers, men in suits advanced toward Mia, grabbing hold of her.

"Take her away."

"Who the hell do you think you are? Let go of me!" Mia shrieked, struggling to wriggle out of their strong grip.

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