Page 43 of Earn Me

He whitens.

"P-Please."

He leaves.

And that's when I cry.

Because the greatest lie of all was the one we didn't talk about.

I thought he married me because he loved me.

But now it turns out he was only forced to marry me because of a debt he owed my blood brother.

Keiran

PRESENT TIME

The door closed behind him with a soft click, but it might as well have been the sound of a coffin lid sealing shut.

Keiran stood in the hallway of his own penthouse, more lost than he'd ever been. Inside that room was his wife—legally still his wife—crying because of him. Because of lies that had seemed necessary at the time but now felt like poison that had seeped into every part of their relationship.

"You see it now, don't you?"

It was Giancarlo.

Standing outside his apartment.

Bex was right, he thought numbly. The man had changed. He was Boston's most powerful mafia billionaire. But all the man cared about was a girl's heart shattering to pieces.

"You love her," Giancarlo spelled out grimly.

Keiran wanted to deny this. But how could he when all he saw was the look on her face?

And the moment he started seeing the past in her eyes—-

God, what have I done?

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