17
Six months later, my company was on a steady path, growing larger and more successful by the day.
Shaffer and Scarlett finally broke up.
He started showing up in front of me every few days, a constant, low–level presence, trying to rekindle what we once had.
“Honestly, looking back, half of my attraction to you was because of your decent–looking face, your better–than–average figure for someone our age, and most importantly, the resources of the Astor family fortune.” I pointed a thumb toward Damian, who was lounging nearby. “Now, I’ve discovered that with a little effort, he could probably replace the Astor Corporation’s position within two years. And while he may be a little older, he at least knows how to please me, and he doesn’t come with any messy childhood sweethearts or unforgettable crimson flames and lingering mosquito–blood stains.”
1 shook
my
head with theatrical regret. “When I crunch the numbers, you just don’t measure up anymore
1
Shaffer’s lips twitched. “Luna, we were married for three years. We were about to have a child. Are you really going to say these childish things to me?”
Damian had heard enough. He pulled out his phone and called security. “This is getting annoying. There’s a lunatic here trying to steal my wife. Get him out of here, please.”
I held up a hand. “I must decline. I am nineteen years old, beautiful, and wealthy in my own right. There is no man in my life, thank you.”
Damian’s face fell instantly. He sidled up to me, his voice a pathetic whine. “But you said you’d give me a chance! You lied to me?”
I shoved him away, my expression flat. “Get off me. I said I’d give you a chance. I never said I’d actually take it. I’m nineteen. It’s an age for having fun.*
The world was full of handsome young men, from cute puppy–dog types to fierce wolf types. It was a woman’s nature to admire them all. I couldn’t control it.
Damian gritted his teeth and, with a look of profound grievance, called his secretary. “From now on, book me a weekly skin treatment And renew my gym membership for the next fifty
years
I couldn’t help but let a smile curve my lips.
A handsome suitor, a powerful woman’s pride.
A swelling bank account, resources knocking at my door.
And somehow, I got a ten–year rollback on my age.
my back, all of my attraction to you was because of your decent–looking face, your better–than–average figure for someone our age, and most importantly, the resources of the Astor family fortune.” I pointed a thumb toward Damian, who was lounging nearby. “Now, I’ve discovered that with a little effort, he could probably replace the Astor Corporation’s position within two years. And while he may be a little older, he at least knows how to please me, and he doesn’t come with any messy childhood sweethearts or unforgettable crimson flames and lingering mosquito–blood stains.”
I shook my head with theatrical regret. “When I crunch the numbers, you just don’t measure up anymore.”
Shaffer’s lips twitched. “Luna, we were married for three years. We were about to have a child. Are you really going to say these childish things to me?”
Damian had heard enough. He pulled out his phone and called security. “This is getting annoying. There’s a lunatic here trying to steal my wife. Get him out of here, please.”
I held up a hand. “I must decline. I am nineteen years old, beautiful, and wealthy in my own right. There is no man in my life, thank you.”
Damian’s face fell instantly. He sidled up to me, his voice a pathetic whine. “But you said you’d give me a chance! You lied to me?”
I shoved him away, my expression flat “Get off me. I said I’d give you a chance. I never said I’d actually take it. I’m nineteen. It’s an age for having fun.”
The world was full of handsome young men, from cute puppy–dog types to fierce wolf types. It was a woman’s nature to admire them all. I couldn’t control it.
Damian gritted his teeth and, with a look of profound grievance, called his secretary. “From now on, book me a weekly skin treatment. And renew my gym membership for the next fifty years.”
I couldn’t help but let a smile curve my lips,
A handsome suitor, a powerful woman’s pride.
A swelling bank account, resources knocking at my door.
And somehow, I got a ten–year rollback on my age.
Being this main character? It feels damn good.
