Chapter 10

The private jet sliced through the twilight sky, its engines a low, steady hum that vibrated through the plush leather seats. I sat across from Richard, my fingers tracing the rim of my glass of champagne, the bubbles long since gone flat.

My attention was fixed solely on him. His presence was magnetic, his dark eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my heart pulse quicken. I had spent years trapped in a marriage that had slowly suffocated me, but now, I was free, and ...