Page 158 of My Big, Fat, Accidental Billionaire Husband

Tatiana, seriously, call me.

If you don’t call by 7, I’m coming over with reinforcements. And by reinforcements I mean tequila.

I hit call before she follows through on that threat. Tequila is what got me into this mess in the first place. Well, that and GHB. And my own terrible judgment.

“Thank god,” Sabrina answers on the first ring. “Are you okay? Did you sleep at all? Where are you?”

“I’m at my apartment. I’m fine. And no, not really.” I sit up, wincing as my head throbs in protest. “What time did I text you last night?”

“Around one,” she says. “You weren’t making much sense, but I gathered something went horribly wrong with Dom. You said something about his brother? And wanting to kill them both?”

The memory makes my stomach turn. “Dom tried to set me up with his brother.”

“He what?” Her voice rises about three octaves.

“Yeah.” I laugh, but it comes out more like a sob. “Apparently his brother Nico saw me at some event and decided he wanted a turn once Dom was done with me.”

“And Dom agreed to this?” Sabrina sounds like she’s about to hunt him down herself.

“Yep.” I pronounce the ‘p’ with forced cheerfulness. “The same man who told me I was worth a hundred Rylans threw me to his brother like I was property.”

Not even good property. Like, Dollar Store property. Buy one emotionally damaged PA, get a free existential crisis!

“That fucking bastard,” Sabrina hisses.

“The best part is that he did it the night before our annulment.” I get up and shuffle to the kitchen, desperate for coffee. “Talk about efficient time management.”

“Tatiana...” Her voice softens. “I’m so sorry.”

I blink hard against the burning in my eyes. “Don’t be. It was just a contract.”

A contract where I sometimes slept in his bed and thought maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t just business after all.

“But you had feelings for him,” she says quietly.

The coffee maker gurgles to life. The familiar sound grounds me, reminds me that I had a life before Dominic Rossi, and I’ll have one after.

“Doesn’t matter now.” I reach for the mug that says ‘World’s Okayest Employee.’ “Today is the day I sign the annulment papers, get my settlement, and pretend none of this ever happened.”

“So you’re going to meet with him to finalize everything?”

“God no.” The thought of facing him again makes me physically ill. “I’m going to get in touch with his legal team shortly and sort it out with them.”

My phone pings with a text from an unknown number. I put Sabrina on speaker to check it.

This is Arthur Sterling, lead counsel for Rossi Developments. Please contact me at your earliest convenience regarding finalizing the agreement.

“Speak of the devil’s minions,” I mutter. “Dom’s lawyer just texted.”

“Already?” Sabrina sounds suspicious. “It’s barely 6:30.”

“Billionaires don’t operate on normal human schedules.” I take a sip of coffee, savoring the bitter heat. “Plus, I’m sure Dom wants this wrapped up as quickly as possible.”

So he can move on to his next acquisition.

“You know what makes all this even worse?” I tell her. “He fucked me before the dinner. And I mean that literally.Fucked.We didn’t make love. He just took me from behind.” The memory makes me cringe. “He was... aggressive. Almost angry.” I wrap my free arm around my waist. “He didn’t even make sure I... you know.”

“Finished?”

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