"That was an opportunity to change your life! You'd rather be the girlfriend of a man that eats other CEOs for breakfast?"

If only she knew what I had to do that night. How I'd scrubbed my hands raw afterward.

"Fuck you, Mom." I typed back with barely contained rage.

I should have blocked her back then, but stupidly, I didn't.

I shoved the phone in my pocket. The barista called my name. I grabbed Lucien's coffee and dashed out. I slammed the car door, hands trembling on the steering ...