The Billionaire's Secret Heartbreak

Summary

The moment I knew—truly knew—that Mark was keeping someone on the side came three days after I'd pressured him into getting married.

He had insisted on one last night out as a "single man," a transparent excuse to get drunk enough to force my hand, to make me back down.

"Seven years together doesn't mean you have to get married, you know?"

"Do women just shrivel up and die if they don't get a ring?"

And then, the drunken whisper that gutted me: "If I marry Grace… what about Lexi? She's only twenty-one. She can't live without me…"