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He Chose The Mistress, Losing His True Queen

He Chose The Mistress, Losing His True Queen

Author: Gavin
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1110    |    Released on: 25/11/2025

the digital fortress for the

Brendan Wiggins's si

phone buzzed unde

his mistress: a posi

right now," the caption read.

dan. He smiled and held my hand,

me because he saved

I was a barren asset he kept around to loo

t the disrespect because

as w

divorce him-you d

t to kill him. T

d to er

the offshore accounts only I could acc

market chemist for a proce

t wipes the mind clean. A t

was out celebrating his ba

the empty house and the melted w

wn looking for me, but he

n who loved him

pte

ery

de the hollowed-out core of *The Odyssey*,

that shattered my world:

celebrating right now, and you are just the f

se of the mahogany dinner

, he was slicing into his rare steak with the same su

iled

the Commission he was a civilized businessman, rather than a b

is fine, Ell

nd that used to make my toes curl

as l

t just his wife; I was the one who

his GPS signal had be

been at

t Side, a property I had personally purchased through a

tect of the Wig

dering schemes that transmuted cocaine

that kept the FBI out and t

ng car wreck ten years ago, the genius girl

osed to be

uice pool on his china plate, I

nother asset

s could b

gh under the table, a phantom bu

text f

o this

it contained, but the masochistic urge

and mechanical as I walked to the bathro

nd sank onto the ed

ed the

, but the voices

nctional," Bren

he speaker, yet clear as a

and the house, Kiya

reflection in t

woman he h

eg

le

he point o

silence-was the only re

his secrets

d out of his Egyp

hen he came home smelling of

a ch

woman I had treated

a betrayal of o

lation of th

breach of

ggins didn

wned

eed to my life simply bec

ment to his own power: pe

nts could

at had escaped my eye, sme

dn't

n't s

er me-the same icy mindset I used when I was restruct

ed my

ck, turning my mouth

to the dining ro

e?" Brendan asked, reaching ac

eavy with the weight of th

g is perfe

etter th

his unborn bastard, I was already calculating the l

oing to di

t divorc

scape

he police, the judges, and half

d to

hysic

he Don's wife, had

nife in his hand, glint

want to

o do somet

d to er

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