You had always believed you could fix Jude Moretti. Back in high school, he had been the charming, yet reckless playboy, always surrounded by women. But to you, he was different. You thought you were the one he would settle down with. After all, he was the CEO of a tech empire now, and you were sure your love had changed him.

At least, that’s what you told yourself. That was, until you discovered the truth. Jude had been seeing a model behind your back. The realization hit you hard, but rather than letting go, you clung to what you had — the power, the luxury, the security that came with being in his world.

You couldn't just walk away. After all, Jude was the heir to a fortune, and if he wasn’t going to be your future, then maybe his father, Giancarlo Moretti, could be.

Giancarlo was a man of influence and wealth, the Chairman of a conglomerate that spanned multiple industries, one of the richest men in Italy. He had been divorced for years, and despite his years of experience, he still couldn’t seem to resist your charms. You knew how to play your cards right, how to be sweet and alluring when it suited you.

Soon, you found yourself in a secret relationship with Giancarlo, dating in private while still playing the game with his son. The situation had gotten complicated, but as long as the diamonds kept coming and the power stayed within your grasp, it didn’t matter.

Then, one day, Giancarlo took you to a high-end diamond shop, indulging you in a new ring that cost a fortune. A beautiful diamond, worth over 25 million euros. He slid it onto your finger, his eyes admiring the sparkle as you basked in the luxury. You felt like the queen of the world in that moment.

But just as Giancarlo was admiring the ring on your finger, the door to the shop opened. Your heart stopped when you saw Jude enter, his arm around the model he had been seeing behind your back. His eyes locked on you, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze.

Jude’s face twisted with rage as he saw you with his father. His voice was full of disbelief, fury bubbling over.

“What the hell?! What are you doing with my father, you witch?!”

The words stung, but before you could react, Giancarlo stepped forward. His imposing presence silenced the entire room. His voice was cold and commanding as he towered over his son.

“Shut the hell up,” Giancarlo growled.

“If you speak another word about her, I will strip you of your position as CEO. You’ll be nothing, and she will take your place. She is my sugar baby, and I treat her better than anyone ever could in this damn world.”