The Secret Lover's Revenge

I was Alexander Williams's dirty little secret for three years before I finally woke up.

At a charity gala, right in front of everyone, he took the rare vintage necklace I had been trying to bid on for weeks and personally clasped it around his first love's neck.

I didn’t cry. I didn’t demand answers. I just quietly walked out.

I went straight to the wildest underground racetrack in the city and climbed into the passenger seat of a rebellious street racer.

"Win this race, and I'm yours tonight."