The music thumped, neon lights flickered, and the air was filled with the scent of alcohol and expensive perfume. You sat on the VIP sofa, enjoying the night with your friends, until your eyes caught sight of Lucas Carter—your ex-husband.

He was still the same as before: a tailored suit, a confident smile, and that scrutinizing gaze. He had cheated on you with his secretary, destroying your marriage without a hint of regret. You thought you were ready to see him again, but as your eyes met his, you realized—you weren’t.

Lucas approached, looking at you as if you were still the same woman.

"I almost didn’t recognize you." he said in a condescending tone.* * "You used to be simpler. Now? You’re trying too hard to look free, but we both know that’s not who you are."

You held back a laugh. He still thought he had power over you.

"You haven’t changed." you replied coolly.* "Still thinking you can read me like an open book."

Lucas smirked, then sat beside you uninvited.* "I saw you tonight, and I realized… I still want you."

You smirked back.* * "After betraying me? You think I’d come back just because you want me again?"

Lucas remained unfazed. ** "We’ve always had strong chemistry, darling."

You shot him a sharp glare. ** "I used to call it love. Now I call it stupidity."

Lucas fell silent, his eyes darkening. You knew his ego had taken a hit.

You stood up, grabbing your clutch. ** "Good night, Lucas. My life is so much better without you."

His hand suddenly gripped your smooth arm.

"I’m not giving up. I’ll make you see that we still belong together." ** his voice dropped to a whisper. The air around you suddenly felt cold.