placeholder wife he needed. In exchange, I got the stability I'd craved my whole life. I
was an obstacle. After our car crashed, he scrambled to save an unconscious Felicie fr
Felicie was stabbed by her own violent ex after using me as
ved her
estion. He just looked at me with pure, undiluted hatred
eft me to burn. I finally understood. It didn't matter what the t
ed a new life. But months later, he found me. He showed up in my small
finally kne
d he l
pte
re the papers are ready." Delma Puckett' s voice was stead
er mother-in-law, sounded pleased. "Of course, Mrs. Kidd.
n't be hers for much longer. "Goo
et it down. Her gaze fell on the platinum wedding band on her finger. It was heavy, studded with di
fect, seven-year marriage to a perfect h
gainst her skin. The coldness took herrst time she
tress for a high-end catering company, a side job to make ends meet. The event was a l
t for the intense focus in his eyes. He was Kobe Kidd. Even someone like Delma, who didn't
ialites around him. His attention was entirely on
d near Delma's station. "He's been c
but who could resist him?" a
ctress on the rise, famous for her beauty and a
ike she was playing hard
or those nearby to hear. "I'm trying to talk to my fr
s later, he had a waiter deliver a small, velvet box to her table. Felic
didn't put it on. She just snapped the box shut a
ar the patio doors when she heard F
not interested?" the friend asked.
he's interested, the gifts keep coming. Besides, the attention is good
ystem, bounced from one home to another. She knew the value of a dollar, the weight o
st Kobe without a second glance. He stood there for a mome
tray of empty glasses. She walked str
Delma said, her v
ssing. He took in her simple black-and-white uniform, her plai
arting to pound. "She just likes the gifts and the a
ent, his expres
ling to the surface. "You need a wife, don't you? Someone to satisfy yo
gaze directl
retched, heavy
I won't cheat on you. I will play the part of the perfect wife. In return, I get financ
-surprise, maybe amusement-crossed his fac
," he
Delma, who had spent her life feeling disposable, was driven by a despera
ful, considerate in his own detached way. He never demanded more than their contract stipulated. He remembered she didn't
arted to believe that this transactional marriage could become something rea
lowed hers
ago, Felicie Rich
was desperate. Kobe, in what Delma now understood was a mix of pity
yes followed Felicie in a room. She heard the softness in his voice when
id. She pushed the door open a crack and saw him sitting at his desk, staring at his phone. On the scree
had never, not
e. She had been a placeholder. A convenient, respectable st
n her constant companion for weeks. That was the day she decided to cut her losses. In the worl
er heart. She wouldn't
nvelope with the signed divorce pa
ises building. The receptionist tried to stop her, but
office, they opened. Felicie Richardson st
pping with false sweetness. "What a
ff," Delma said, her voice fl
ing. "Oh, is that what I think it is?
, but Delma pulled it back.
be difficult. You know he doesn't
tated, not as a claim, but as
l laugh. "You were just a seat-warmer
, and Kobe stepped out. He saw the two of th
the envelope in her hand, and a loo
to his side and linking her arm with his. "Delma is
, his expression col
held onto a tiny, foolish sliver of hope that he might hesita
ard and handed
is shoulder, her eyes scanning the document. "It's all in order," she said
k a pen from his pocket and signed his na
rce of a physical blow. It was done. Sev
, a victorious glint in her eyes. Instead of handing them over, she le
ith a smirk. "Everything that
face, then to Kobe, who stood by, his face a mask of indifferenc
t firm. "You didn't take anything that was you
ontorted with ra
off, a strange calm settling over her. "Let
cie snapped, grabbing Delma's arm.
said, pulling
large, decorative shelving unit, overloaded with heavy b
d. She instinctivel
ed Delma hard, putting her directl
sh echoed throu