EX-WIFE REVENGE

much like the guy who had left me broken yet determined to rebuild myself. There were ghosts of a life I had thought would be ideal on every corner of th

ing taxis, Sara's voice cut through my Bluetooth headset. My dearest buddy had a

now no longer going to permit him to manipulate my existence any longer. Like a drowning lady clinging

Just keep in mind that you have evolved. Anita depart

me. From the wreckage, I had rebuilt myself, exchanging my weakness for armor. Despite

ighter, "Besides, I'm here for a we

her curiosity unabated by anything. "You never gave an

s sparkling under his creatively tousled hair. He seemed to be able to go from office to ballroom to battlefield with ease because of his flawlessly made suit, which someh

id in a whisper to Sa

f and put my phone in my clutch. Alessandro walked over and

lue dress that complemented my skin tone and accentuated my shape with a sense of understated authority a

aware that we would be acting

nfidence was completely intoxicating as he extended his arm to me. He was a mystery wrapped in polished appeal, and t

sest friend's wedding was being held. "Tell me again why I consented to this." In an a

ess to be enraged. However, I was unable to ignore Alessandro's magnetic dra

tions. The guests' pleasure was contagious as they poured through the entryway, laug

essed guests, Matteo Julio wa

gret after being my everything. The guy who had made

that encircled him like an imperceptible shield had not diminished, nor had time dulled his remarkable features. At one poi

ulnerability flickering over his features before it was wiped clear. But I did see it. I had studie

ffort to ignore, Matteo continued, "Anita." It had once seemed secure and famil

tinged with just the appropriate amount of contempt. I was no longer the woman who would

around mine, but it did little to calm the unexpected tempest that was raging insi

vancing with the poise of a man who never lost

ing monarchs. However, there was more than just animosity between them in the air

s a lot of stories to share." His remarks came across as a challenge, and I could tell he was a

e worth remembering," I shot back, my

e shouted his name before I had a chance to comprehend whatever heartache or resentment was ther

hat was solely for me. He teased, but his worr

throat. "It's just the past," I said, attempting

edding planner, however, declared that the ceremony was ab

past, Alessandro's mystery, and Matteo's presence all whirled around me like a hurric

nd I knew in my heart that this was only the start. New perils and old loves greeted me as I r