He broke my heart. I returned the favor.
I thought my husband loved me—until I walked in on his Director of Finance riding him like a cowgirl. Adrian and I never made sense on paper. When we met, I was working for minimum wage. No family.
No degree. He was a billionaire Maddox brother, twelve years older than me and a titan of Wall Street. I thought it had to be love. Why else would a man like him be with me?
Turns out, our marriage has always been a transaction. An easy life for me, a perfect wife for him. And if I want to keep my lifestyle—and my two beautiful babies—I need to fall in line.
There are just two small problems. I’m not the perfect woman he thinks I am. And I was right—my husband does love me. He just doesn’t realize it until he burns his own world down.
