Ace's POV The hotel I booked was a fairly large room, but not as good as I would have loved for it to be. I knew I could not complain though because it was the only one available at such short notice and the staff had to beg me to take it, kneeling my calibre of person.I settled into the bed, staring at my phone, wondering when I was going to get the text I have been waiting for all day long.The text did not come but a knock did, jolting me out of my head and turning my attention to the door as I watched the handle turn and the person I had been expecting all day finally stepped in.Lena gave me a small smile as she stared around, a catwalk in the steps, light and refreshing, sending my heart racing before I could even process thoughts.This woman has no idea the kind of effect she has on me." A CEO as big as you, I thought you would be mad if you had to stay somewhere like this. I guess it's that bad huh?".I shurgged.I watched her place her bag on the table before moving over

Clara's POVI stared at the papers he had placed on my table in disgust, my eyes running through it for one second and turning to look at him." And what the hell is this supposed to be!?" I asked him.The lawyer that I knew quite well to be Ace's lawyer shifted uncomfortably on his feet, his eyes darting around like he was randomly expecting the walls to open and his salvation would crawl out or something." Can't you speak? I asked you what the hell this is?"He cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses." Well they are the divorce papers miss clara"I stared at it, that disgust growing in my chest.So Ace was really being serious about breaking it up with me?! How dare he?!"" Take it back to who sent it to you. I don't accept it. If I don't accept the divorce then it can't go through right?"He winced a little." Well not quite miss clara. Even if you don't accept it, you still have to appear in court. Mr Ace anticipated that you would do something like this so he asked me to tel

Tamara's POVNo body would understand it.I had this thing in my head, this thing about why I did the things I did, a whole reason why I was this way, but no one would get it.I did not want it to be this way too, but sometimes, you had to understand that the world would never play the same games that you wanted it to.I opened the car door, stepping in, the guilt still sitting in my chest as I reclined into the seat.Johnson stared at me, like he was waiting for something I was not telling him." So...."I stared at him." So?"His glare deepened." How the hell did it go? You know we can't have him divorcing her yet. Clara is such a slut. If she did not do this whole open marriage thing too damn well, I'm sure he would still stay because he loves her.Now she is making him know his worth and it will interfere with our plans. What did you do to stop it?"I sighed, that feeling of being a bitch sitting loosely in my chest all over again." Well I told her what you asked me to. I told

Ace's POV That was the thing about Clara, I always underestimated her.I underestimated how sturbborn she could be, how wicked she really was and just how far she would go to get her manipulation tactics approved." And I don't know, I really really tried to hold on to this marriage but it's not working. I know that Lena is behind all of this too. I know she is the one who posts articles about me being a cheat and those AI generated images of me sleeping with multiple men.I never did those things. I'm calling out to the public today as a wife and a mother who doesn't want her child to grow up in a broken marriage, please help me save my marriage from this home wrecker"That was the wrap of the conference that bitch held. She went on fucking live television to soil the name of Lena and turn the whole public against her like she was not the one who started this whole charade in the first place.I felt my head banging as I closed the laptop to stare at the board members who sat around

Ace's POV I did not want to go to her. I knew I was playing directly into her trap if I decided to do that but somehow, I still found myself walking into that house, the anger still sitting in my chest, almost suffocating as I stepped in.She looked up from her bowl of Nutella and nuts, her eyes lighting like I was the best thing she had seen this evening." Oh there you are! I was beginning to think you won't show up since you spoke so much about hating me and stuff"I gritted my teeth." What do you want to say?"She hummed, showing me her bowl." You won't believe just how crazy these pregnancy cravings can get. I even want you to come sit with me and rub my stomach and my hair and tell me that everything is going to be fine but of course I know that will be me asking for too much"I resisted the urge to sigh at her, choosing instead to lower myself into one of the high stool, totally fed up by her bullshit." If you don't start talking about what you truly want, I will go out tha