“I’ll consider it,” I said, leaning back in my chair, my fingers tapping against the wood. “But we’ll discuss my conditions later.”
The president studied me for a moment before nodding. “Understood. I’ll wait for your decision.”
With that, the meeting was over.
I stood up and made my way toward my car. I thought of her.
Bella.
She seemed tense when I dropped her off.
As I slid into the driver’s seat, my phone buzzed with a new notification.
I expected a message from her.
Instead it was from an unknown number.
It was a video and beneath it, a single caption:
"She’ll always be my slut."
I pressed play anyway.
I recognized the space almost instantly—a hotel room.
And then—
Bella.
My Bella was with him.
Julius had his hands on her waist, his body too close, his lips moving ov
