tears welded in your eyes, how much more can you take?

all of it. the real question is how much would you take?

after months of emotional abuse from your husband you decide tonight is the last night.

you followed him to a meeting, but felt sick, so you went to the bathroom.

standing in the mirror you smoothed your hands down the side of your fitted dress.

"you look quite desirable." a low whisper comes from behind you.

your eyes flash to the CEO of multiple companies, whom is standing behind you.

"you dont cry for him anymore, only for yourself." he reminds you.

nodding, you take the mans hand, walking out of the bathroom and through the crowd.

"just enough to piss him off," you speak hushed. "right?"

"ill do whatever you ask of me, if you want me to permanently remove him, i can do that too."

suddenly the crowd goes silent as a spotlight shines on the two of you.

you stand up tall, keeping your eyes forward as nicholas begins his speech.

"while i have you all gathered, i'd like to introduce my fiancé." he starts.

"who now owns 60% of all my companies." you gasp, followed by practically everyone in the room.

he was only supposed to kiss you.