Dangerous Vows:Good Morning, My Lady

door, and the biting early winter win

ely settled into a chair by the window, the weight of the day still pressing on her shoulders-back-to-back meeti

ristine Chanel suit and dripping with what looked like Akoya pearls-a custom piece Eleonore recogniz

rble floor the only sound she allowed herself to make. She pulled out th

d a black-and-white ultrasound photo across

, her breath caught in her throat. A tiny, indistinct shape. But she qu

unced, her voice dripping w

ad once pulled her from a fire and left a scar on his forearm a

fore her. She took a small sip, the bitter liquid a welcome dist

g back with a satisfied smile. "I can only imagine how lonel

e said

ride. Avon just bought me a new Maserati. Three hundred and twenty thousand. It drives like a

he had seen the POS receipt in A

and make room for me. For the mother of the next Montgomery heir. Avon doesn't love you. He never did. He ma

ade a sharp, clear sound against the marbl

g and pulled out a folded document

across the table, placing them directly on top

n to the bold, capitalized le

even, "is a summary of the key clauses i

ened slightly as

states that in the event of marital infidelity resulting in the birth of a child outside of the marriage, Avon Mont

nk in. "He would be left with no

her face draining of all color. The triumphant smirk wa

whisper. "Do you really think, for one second, that Avon would

to Bobbye's eyes. She snatched the document, her hands shaking as she s

ost casual, "that Maserati he bought you? And those ea

uth opening and closing

man who had just tried to ruin her life.

want him to divorce me, why don't y

Avon was generous with gifts but gave her nothing of

ked away, her heels cli

harp and venomous. "You think you've won? He only married you to s

her handbag, but she didn't turn back. She push

vibration came from

The screen glowed with a s

outside. She took a deep, steadying breath, slid her finger

amble. Just his voice, as col

back. I have somethin

dead before sh

ed. He knew. He k

r eight years, married for six. There was a time when he was different. She could still remember the fire-the way he had thrown

happened

d he married her jus

d a yellow taxi screeched to a halt in front of her. She quick

e gray cityscape. It finally pulled up in front of a tow

ed brass walls. She watched the floor numbers climb, each one a step closer to her ow

y breath, she stepped