His Cruel Game

Synopsis

Three years ago, he saved me from a burning wreck. After that, he became the only light in my world. Until I heard him laugh to his best friend. "Her?" he said, his voice dripping with contempt. "Just a compliant little puppet." Now I knew. Even our fated meeting was a lie. In my arms, I held his iPad. It hummed with every guarded secret of his empire. He used to whisper that the private videos were keepsakes of our love. Now I knew the truth. They were his special gift for my brother's IPO day. He came home late one rainy night, tipsy, his eyes drifting to the date circled in red on the calendar. "Baby," he smiled, a familiar, cruel amusement in his eyes. "I was just thinking about the unforgettable surprise I have planned for you that day." I looked up and smiled back. "What a coincidence. I've prepared quite the surprise for you, too."