Dane's POV

Ten years in prison for a crime I never committed. I was charged with murder, a murder I would never have ever thought of committing, and this… this was done by him, the one I despise the most.Dave. he was my rival and he played his cards right. It was all a quest for power, so he could stay on top, and he succeeded.

My company was on the brink of death when I came out. It was almost collapsing under the care of my lawyer, someone I trusted, he almost brought my life workings to ruin.

But now, I’m back on track, and I have a key—a key that will set things straight, my ultimate weapon for revenge, and she's staring right at me.

The game has begun.

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KRISTINE’S POV

I stared at him, my heart racing faster than expected. Had I just heard him correctly? I asked myself. Did he just say he wanted me, this man was totally out of his mind?

“Wha… what… what do you mean by ‘you want me’?” I asked him, stuttering. “What… what do you want from me, sir?” I asked, my face bent down, facing the floor as I tried to avoid eye contact with him.

“I want everything, Kristine,” he said as he drew closer to me, his lips mere inches from mine. I could already feel my legs shaking. How… how did he know my name? I asked myself. Did he know me?, no this is not possible I haven't even met him face to face before, well not until today.

“How… how do you know my name?” I asked him as I stared directly into his eyes.

“How would I not know my son’s ex-wife?” he replied. “I’ve had my eyes on you, Kristine, and not just that, I’ve had my eyes on you for a very long time. After all, you were supposed to bear me a grandchild, right?”

So, he did know me, I said to myself. But how come he never visited, never cared, never did anything other than pressure us to have a son? And now he was telling me he wanted me despite knowing I had an affair with his son?.

“I’m going to make things very simple for you, Kristine,” he said simply as he stepped back from where he was, mere inches from me. He walked back to the bed and crossed his legs as he sat down. “I have a proposal,” he continued. “I want you to spend this night with me in exchange for 100 million dollars.”

My eyes widened in shock. A hundred million dollars just to spend a night with him? Was this man crazy?, my mind were filled with all the thoughts of what this money could do for me, but still they was no way I could accept this,I mean, there were so many other girls in the club, so why did he choose me? And at that, he was willing to spend that sum of money on me.

The offer was huge and I acknowledged that, but there was no way I was going to sleep with Alex’s father just for money, I said, my resolve hardening.

I heaved a heavy sigh. “Is that all you rich men can think about? How to buy people with money and in the end, discard them like they’re trash? Do I look like a whore to you?” I asked. “I’m sorry, sir, but I can’t do something as despicable as what you’re asking for, you should be ashamed of yourself, trying to have an affair with your son's ex wife.”

It was after I had spoken it all dawned on me whoa, I said within myself. Had I just spoken to the all-wealthy and mighty Mr. Dane, the man who didn’t take no for an answer? Anyway, I had already said what was on my mind, and there was no turning back now. With the atom of courage I had summoned, I turned to walk out the door, but then Mr. Dane’s voice cut through the room, loud and clear.

“You can’t reject my offer, Kristine. If you think a hundred million is a low price, I’ll tip it up. Seven hundred million dollars. That should do the trick.”

My eyes widened in shock at hearing the amount this man, old enough to be my father, was offering to have a night with me. He thought I was some whore he could buy just by increasing the price. Well, if that’s what he thought, he was damn wrong. I was going to prove him wrong.

“So, you think you can buy me just by increasing the price? Well, let me make one thing straight: just because I was the wife of your goddamn son doesn’t mean I’ll agree to all your terms, and just because you’re wealthy doesn’t mean I’ll do the same. No matter the price, I’m not going to have sex with a despicable old man like you.”

Just as I finished speaking, I pulled open the door to walk out, but his voice stopped me again.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t walk out that door. Think of it—think of what all that money could do for you, and what it could do for your friend Clara.”

Clara? What did he mean by that?,how is she related to all of this?, I asked myself.

“Well, I’ve done my research about you and your friend Clara. Think of it: this money could be a life-changer. I mean, you don’t have a job. You only rely on your friend Clara, who works as a minor staff member in my company. Think of how this will benefit her. If you agree, she’ll get a promotion. She’ll be able to cover her debts. Yes, let me guess—you never knew Clara was in debt. Well, sorry to break it to you, but she is. She owes many loan apps, trying to make sure both you and her survive while still keeping up with her school bills. But here you are, ungrateful, not willing to sacrifice for your best friend.”

“Liar, all you do is tell lies, and that's disgusting for a man your age, first off Clara doesn't work for your company,she works at hotel as a cleaner, so that just proves you a liar".

“ And I guess that's what she told you, but it's a lie, she doesn't want you to know that she's working at the very company owned your father in-law, she doesn't want you to remember the painful moments you had with Alex".

I heaved a heavy sigh as tears rolled down my cheeks. If that was the case, if Clara really did all that for me then…, then he was right; I was being ungrateful. But the intensity of what he’s asking is just… it’s just not right.

Just as I kept thinking, I felt a hand on my shoulders. Then, just as if it were the devil whispering into my ears, I heard his voice: “Do it for Clara. Do it for yourself.”

I heaved a heavy sigh. After few minutes of thinking I replied—“I’ll agree to your terms, but on one condition.”

“Name it,” he replied, smiling sheepishly like someone who was happy seeing me crumble.

“I’ll have a passionate night with you if you get me a job as your assistant in your office, and yes, you will also give what you promised earlier and promote Clara to a higher position.”

“Deal,” he said.

I closed my eyes, thinking about the drastic decision I had just made. But then his cold, deep voice broke through the room. “Since we’re in agreement,” he said, “what’s the delay for?”

I turned to stare at him, only to find his dick in his hand. It was already hard, and he was rubbing it. It was way longer than Alex’s, about six times it's size. How could a man his age have such strong arousal? The question lingered in my mind, but then his deep voice continued.

“Let’s get started.”