The Cost of AmbitionAntonio's fingers lightly resting against his office cool glass. His empire was sprawling before him—every building, every office, every piece of land was a manifestation of his ambition. But, despite everything he had built, there was a gnawing emptiness within him. He had worked relentlessly to get to this point, but now that he had it all, he wasn’t sure if the price had been worth it.The sound of heels clicking against the polished marble floor interrupted his reverie. He turned to see Lisa walking toward him, her movements graceful, yet calculated. She was a woman who had played the game from the very beginning, just like he had. Their marriage had always been a matter of mutual benefit—two ambitious people making their way to the top together, using each other’s strengths to climb higher. But somewhere along the way, something had shifted. And Antonio couldn’t tell if the change had been in him, or in her.Lisa’s eyes sparkled with a knowing glint as sh

The Weight of Revenge A monument to the power and wealth he had worked, Antonio trying so hard to building his life back, it's everything he had ever dreamed of. But now, standing at the pinnacle of his success, there was only a gnawing emptiness inside him. The anger from his past had festered like an open wound, and no amount of wealth or triumph could ease the pain he had endured.He had worked tirelessly to prove himself, to silence the whispers of doubt and mockery from those who had once belittled him. But now, those old enemies were still out there, lurking in the shadows of his memories, and Antonio knew it was time for them to feel the consequences of their actions. It wasn’t just about proving his worth anymore. It was about making them pay for the humiliation, the bullying, the years of being dismissed as nothing more than a pawn in their cruel game.He had been overlooked, dismissed, and mocked. The world had seen him as weak, unworthy, and insignificant. But he had work

The Past CallsAntonio leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the outside of his towering office. The lights, once a symbol of his ambition, now seemed to mock him, reminding him of all he had sacrificed to reach the top. Lisa’s words lingered in his mind, cutting deeper with each passing moment. She had been right—he had become consumed by power and vengeance, forgetting the boy he once was, the man she had once believed in.But with her letter came memories he had buried deep, memories of the humiliations and condemnations he had endured, not just from strangers but from Lisa herself and her circle of high society elites. The past came flooding back, a torrent of pain that he could no longer ignore.The Early Days of the ContractAntonio remembered the day Lisa first proposed the marriage contract. He had been sitting on the cold steps of a rundown apartment complex, clutching his growling stomach as rain poured down around him. Lisa had approached him like a savior, her des

The Fall of TitansLisa’s parents, had once commanded the upper echelons of society. Their name was synonymous with power, their wealth an impenetrable fortress that ensured their dominance. But now, that fortress had crumbled, leaving behind nothing but ruins.The mansion they had once proudly called home was sold off to cover debts. The family’s sprawling estate, which had hosted countless soirées and charity galas, now sat empty, its silence a haunting reminder of their downfall. Margaret and Charles, once larger than life, were now mere shadows of their former selves.The Catalyst for CollapseThe unraveling of the Langfords’ empire began with Antonio’s divorce from Lisa. Antonio had been the key to their survival, the anchor that had held their fragile financial stability together. His resources, influence, and growing empire had propped up their failing fortunes for years. But the moment Antonio ended the contract marriage, the support system they had come to rely on disappeared

Epilogue: Antonio's mindset, It was a stark contrast to the chaotic life he had once lived, and yet it held a familiarity that grounded him. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette bathed in the golden glow of the rising sun. The city sprawled beneath him, vibrant and alive, much like his new beginning.The months following his rise to power had been transformative. Antonio De Luca was no longer the underdog who had been dismissed by society or the contract husband tethered to someone else's ambitions. He was now a man in control of his destiny, a king of his own making.But kings, he had learned, could not rule without mercy.A Clean SlateLisa sat across from him in his spacious office one evening, her fingers nervously tracing the edge of her teacup. Gone was the confident, calculating woman who had once entrapped him with a contract. In her place was someone humbled by her mistakes, someone who had learned that power was not a birthright but a privilege.“I want t