The Billionaire's Forsaken Wife
"Zyran, look at me. If you walk out that door with her, you can't come back," Roosevelt pleaded, her hand instinctively covering her stomach.
Zyran paused, his hand on the doorknob, while his childhood sweetheart wept softly against his chest. He didn't look back. "She needs me, Roosevelt. You are strong; you can take care of yourself."
The door clicked shut, sealing his decision. He didn't notice the blood trickling down Roosevelt's leg, nor did he hear her whisper,
Roosevelt had everything a woman could want: beauty, a great reputation as a top interior designer, and a marriage to Zyran, the city's coldest and most elusive billionaire. Though Zyran spoke little and showed hardly
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