Amira POV
The morning started like any other.
Or at least, it tried to.
I was making coffee when my phone started vibrating non-stop on the counter. At first, I ignored it Damien had left early for the office again, and the silence of the penthouse was oddly comforting. But the vibration wouldn’t stop. Then came the notifications dozens of them, lighting up my screen like tiny explosions.
When I finally reached for my phone, my breath caught.
“Billionaire CEO Damien Cole’s Wife
Exposed Gold Digger or Distraction?”
“Leaked Photos from Secret Getaway Spark Questions.”
My fingers trembled as I scrolled. Every photo, every caption, felt like a blade. They weren’t just pictures of us they were pieces of something private, moments that weren’t meant to be shared. Me laughing und
