The CEO, the Wedding Crasher, and the Secret Contract

One year after the wedding crash, we returned to Chicago. Not to stay. Just to visit. To close a chapter […]

We found a house in Vermont. Small town. Population two thousand. Nobody knew who we were. “It’s perfect,” I said,

Briony was six weeks old when Mia struck again. I woke up to my phone exploding. Messages. Calls. Notifications non-stop.

At thirty-five weeks, I woke up to blood. Too much blood. “Leander!” Panic in my voice. “Something’s wrong!” He was

At twenty weeks pregnant, I woke to Leander pacing. Three am. Never good. “What’s wrong?” “CorkTech. Emergency board meeting called.

Three weeks before we were supposed to disappear, I missed my period. I didn’t tell Leander immediately. Told myself it

The interview took four hours. Helena Drake asked everything. Every uncomfortable question. Every detail we’d been avoiding. “Walk me through

I showed up at Paisley’s apartment at seven am. She opened the door looking guilty. Good. “Morgana—” “We’re going to

The press conference was scheduled for noon. By eleven-thirty, the conference room was packed. Every major outlet. Cameras everywhere. The

The honeymoon period lasted exactly twelve hours. I woke up married. Really married. To a man who’d confessed to orchestrating